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When I was about five, my parents told me that there was such thing as a trumpet lilly. They told me that this lilly, at 7 o'clock it would play the march of the valkyries (conveniently being my dads ring tone). So I asked them to put one in my room. Sure enough at 7 o'clock the march of the valkyries started playing. I woke up very excited thinking 100% that it was the lilly, my dad had just hidden his phone under my mattress and my mum called it at precisely 7 o'clock. I believed this until I was 11
when i was younger, i used to believe that grandparents came from the sky in parachutes, and thats how we got here!
until i was about 3, i called my mom "shirt". when she taught me the word shirt, she pointed to her shirt, but i thought she was pointing to herself.. *sigh*
I used to think that my grandmother was a pioneer from the covered wagon days.
When I was little, I wanted so much to have a twin. I believed I could really be two people, and we would agree on everything. I had a Wispy Walker doll that was nearly as tall as me. I had learned in church that if you prayed and truly believed with all your might, God would give you whatever you wanted. So I prayed that my Wispy Walker doll would come to life and be my twin. I prayed this for a really long time, honestly believing it would happen. When it didn't, I decided that she had come to life on the inside, but that her hard plastic skin kept her from moving, so I immediately slathered her all up and down with my mom's skin lotion, expecting it to soften the plastic into real skin and allow her to be alive. It never worked, and I was so surprised because I really thought I believed with all my might. It was some time later that I realized God doesn't always say "yes" when we ask for things. Sometimes the answer is "no" or "not right now."
I used to secretly believe my Dad was Elvis living a secret life with my Mom and me under an alias. The way he curled his lip and sang was so convincing and it would always make my Mom swoon.
I used to think, until I was about 11, that when my parents told me to go to bed, they were trying to get me out of the way so they could invite their friends over and have a big party. I based this on the fact that I always heard the clink of dishes downstairs when I listened. A few times I actually went downand saw them putting away the dishes, but I thought that was all part of the plot to hide it from me. I felt so glad when I "figured it out"!!
My five-year-old cousin thinks that his parents purchased him from Wal-Mart.
I'm sure everyone is aware of how when a child is born, the parents select who the godmother and godfather of their child will be. I believed that this was the case with all relatives, and I pictured my mother walking down the street, finding a sweet old lady, and asking, "Hi, do you want to be my kid's grandmother?"
When I was a small child my dad took me to see Buckingham Palace, the guards were outside and he told me that they were robots. It wasn't until 10 years later when I was 15 years old did I finally find out the truth..
When I was little, my grandpa told me that he got a scar on his arm by an indian shooting him...and the arrow came out of his butt!
As a child I believed I was a robot and my parents were engineers and every night when I was sleeping they improved my programs and done testing on me.
When I was a child , I used to think my dad had superpowers , he was my hero . Now , I know he doesn't have superpowers , but he is still my hero.
First off i was a weird little child but this one stands out to me... i was around 5 or 6 and my mom had a close friend who had cancer so she would wesr wigs. They all got a kick out of me singing and dancing for them. Well one night they had an award ceremony for me and i gave an acceptance speech. I thanked my mom and everyone and then i told the friend thank you for being a great prostitute. ....lmao i thought that word sounded very important and professional lol they laughed their asses off and i stared at them like wtf lol
I used to think that me and my sister were twins because we both had a fluffy blue jumper.......she is 3 years older than me.
I used to believe that by making my parents promise (every night) to see me in the morning i wouldn'tr be killed by them in my sleep. I believed that they would stab me during the night, or poison me with cooked apples. I still don't eat cooked apples.
When I was really little my sister told me I was adopted, that my parents weren't really my parents. So I would call them by their real name instead of Mom and Dad. As much as they tried to tell me I wasn't I still believed my sister.
When I was five I thought I had my family all figured out. My parents had the same last name because they were grown-ups, my brothers had a different last name because they were boys, and my sisterand I had a different last name because we were girls!!! Come to find out my mom was married three times. :)
This is actually about my brother and not myself. When he was about three or four, my family had just moved into a new house. The town being as small as it was, the local pastor came to welcome my family to the neighborhood.
Now, my family liked to have company over, mainly uncles and aunts. When my brother was little, he must have mistaken all his uncles for more "dads" since they were there so often. It was shortly after New Years that they had moved in, and they let my brother sip a little champagne.
Anyway, upon the pastor's arrival, my brother ran to him and greeted him immediately by announcing, "I drink booze with my dads! I have LOTS of dads!" One of our family's finest moments, I think.
When I was around six my sisters and brother would always say I was by the milkman, because I was the youngest and had different color hair. I cried and ran to my mom who assured me I was not by the milkman. Still not quite sure I went on believing. Well I am now 21 and just now remembering that particular incident just feeling like an idiot. WE NEVER HAD A MILKMAN!