kids

When I was little my parents had to take away my toys, because there was lice all over them - I didn't know that then - and they made up that they were having a vacation at the beach having a great time. They even told me that it might be a permanent vacation. I was convinced that I would never see them again.

I used to believe…

for some very strange reason that i really do not know when i was in a long car journey i used to sing out of the window really quitely believing that there was a machine that could pick up really good singing voices and that someone would find me (by tracking my voice obviously) and make me famous.

When I was little, after watching Snow White I went outside to play in the garden and I pretended to talk to the birds - imagine my surprise when they started talking back! I'd stayed out all day talking with my new feathered friends asking them about their adventures, and when I informed my mum of my activities she'd tut and say I was being silly.
One day when I was talking to the birds I heard one laughing at me - I looked up to see my gran laughing out the window while my mum and uncle where crouched down below her pretending to be these new 'friends'... I was 6 and had been having these conversations everyday for the past few weeks! lol

i used to watch a show where this little boy would jump in a book and land where ever the book took place so i tried it with my own book, and i was so dissapointed I cried.

I used to believe that "May Day" (May 1st) was like Memorial Day for Air Force pilots, because when they were crashing they'd shout "May day, may day!"

When i was little i used to think that the ball pits in playgrounds had water in them, and that i would drown if i went in. It wasn't until i was too big for them that i learned otherwise.

I used to believe that I was the only person who had my name, and that no two people could have the same name.

I used to think that my stuffed animals got angry if I gave some more attention than others. every night before bed, I would kiss them each goodnight and plead for them not to attack me in my sleep.

When I was little I use to believe that we were like barbie dolls and people played with us and made us walk and eat

When I was a kid I used to believe that the colorful spots you'd get behind your eyelids after looking at the sun were aliens trying to contact me. I would squint my eyes really tight on car trips and try and decipher what the aliens were obviously trying very hard to communicate to me. After much thought and courage, I eventually told my dad that I was being contacted by aliens. He told me that, unfortunately, I was not as special as I thought I was, but it's a good story now!

I used to believe that a magical unicorn lived in the woods behind my subdivision.

I also believed that when no one was around, all of my toy animals would come to life and talk to each other. One day I sat there and told them that I knew that they all talked when I wasn't around and that if they would just admitted it, I wouldn't ever tell anyone.

After watching parent trap, I was convinced that I had a secret twin living with my father (my parents split up when I was a baby and my father lived in a different country). For about two years after that I presumed that everytime i was with my dad my secret twin must be taking my place.

I used to believe that if I sat too close to the TV then my brain would melt.

I used to believe that my stuffed animals should be rotated every night for which one would sleep with me or else the stuffed animals would get jealous if I slept with only one and would kill it.

One year, when I was like 7, I got a Super Nintendo for Christmas, but I didn't get it til Dec. 26 for whatever reason. After that, I was convinced that Santa was real and I used to believe that he could hear my thoughts. So one day I couldn't get my batteries into my Gameboy the right way so I left it on the kitchen table and walked away for a little while, sending mental messages to Santa to come help me, expecting to go back in there and find my Gameboy with the batteries and working.

For some reason I've always questioned whether or not I was a particularly created human in a society of non-humans. I see them as real and they did a damn good job at convincing me, all the while maintaining a separate alien society...somewhat revolving around me.