Around the age of six I developed a pecking order for my stuffed animals about which I liked the best, therefore which could sleep closest to me. Then I developed tremendous guilt about playing favorites because I thought they'd be hurt if I left anyone out. I got them all into a rotation of who got to sleep closest each night. It was very complex and a lot of work. That guilt continued even as I got older and when I stopped sleeping with them and put them away I acted terribly sad and apologetic so they wouldn't feel bad.
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I used to believe that the entire world around me was there because of me and that everyone knew about me and went about their lives somehow related to my existance, like their lives all had a purpose but, ultimately, that purpose was me. I think I was around 8 years old at the time.
The first (and last) time I flew a kite as a child, I was told that under no circumstances could I let go of the string.
One tug on that kite, and I was instantly terrified that a good gust of wind would come along, the kite would pull me right off the ground, and I'd be stuck in midair until I smashed into a tree, or until I lost my grip and plummeted to earth. I was in my 30s before I was willing to try it again.
ONce I saw a commercial for a talking Cabbage Patch Kid. At the end of the commercial it said "batteries not included" and I FREAKED OUT with excitement bc I thought the doll could talk without batteries.
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That all my toys would come to life while I slept, and if they ever caught me seeing this they would kill me. Keep in mind this was pre-toy story. I'd sit in bed awake with my eyes shut hard so they would never catch me peeking at them and murder me.
Like many small children, I thought that my toys would become living, breathing creatures at night and in the morning, they would still be alive, but they would not show it. I made sure that I played with each and every one of them, give them names, give them friends and enemies and shape each of them a distinct personality. I would bring as many as I could to bed, so I could show how much I loved them. When I woke up in the middle of the night, my blurred vision made me think I saw them move.
I also thought shops and boxes imprisoned the toys, and that they could not breathe while in them. Man, I was weird.
I used to believe that smoke coming out from some stove or wherever contains genie so if you can contain it in a bottle and cover it you can capture genie so I once did that and many times I used to unlock it and watch it if it's there or not.
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I used to believe that i swam more than 2 hours I would become a mermaid.
After watching the movie 'Toy Story', I used to believe that my toys would move whenever I wasn't in the room and would sometimes purposely leave and jump right back into the doorway after a couple of minutes if I thought I heard noise. LOL
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When I was 7 years old, I used to believe that when it was winter, my dolls feel cold, so I used to dress them with my clothes.
In third grade, we learned about atoms for the first time, and I became convinced that I could see individual atoms. My best friend believed me, but my teacher just laughed. I still believed it for a while afterwards, though.
I used to belive that all my dolls at night get alive and have a party and the animals can talk as a normal person when anyone can see them.
When I was around 6 years old, I used to wake up in the middle of the night, my imagination would let me see miniature animals, which were actually real and moving. I stayed up one night until the sun came up and as I was sitting in my bed, scared, I saw my toy soldiers climbing up a rope into a vase. And I know they weren't real but I did get kinda freaked out.
When I often went to stores with a doll/stuffed animal section with my mum, I always wanted the ones of which I thought were the ones that didn't sell the best. Just because I believed that they were the loneliest or I would hurt their feelings if I chose a better selling doll over them. I could also not stand putting toys back into the aisle, not because I was mad for not getting the toy, but because I thought I hurted it's feelings for picking it up and putting it back again.
when i was younger i used to surround my stuffed toys around me while i sleep, i did this to protect myself from dark spirits because i was convinced they would try to get to me because my mind was wide open at night, and that the feeling of someone watching me would go away.
When I was very young, I liked to sleep with all of my toys. One night I wanted to sleep with my Barbie doll, but my older sister told me I couldn't because Barbie would come to life while I was sleeping and poke my eyes out with her pointy hands From then on, I wouldn't go to sleep when a Barbie doll was in the same room as me, let alone the same bed!
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I still belive that when a I sleep, my toys would have a party and play with each other until dawn.
When I was a child, I watched alot of Disney Channel and I always believed if I closed my eyes and counted to ten I would become my favroite character from a show. When I was in second grade I told my teacher my real name was Violet like the girl from The Incredibles. Even sometimes today I wish or act like characters from those shows.
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When I was three a neighbor kid told me the plastic ladders on my firetruck was candy. I chewed on those ladders all summer trying to get the candy out.
I used to be a big fan of Sesame Street, like most young children. I had a few Sesame Street toys. One of them was a stuffed Elmo doll that sang the alphabet when you squeezed its tummy.
One day when I was playing with that Elmo doll, I noticed that it had a rip in its back. I opened it up, and I pulled out the device that the sound came out of. It had a big button on it, so I pressed it. Sure enough, it sang the alphabet in Elmo's voice.
To make a long story short, I was distraught that it wasn't really Elmo that was singing.