kids

After watching the "Rudolph" Christmas special when I was 5 or 6, I developed a firm belief that if I wasn't nice enough to my toys, that the lion from the show would fly into my room while I wasn't in it, and take my toys to the Island of Misfit Toys. I kept a close inventory on them from that day on.

I used to believe that my toys would (mostly my transformers) come alive and cast a spell on me to turn me into a Boy Toy. I always was waiting for me to be a toy but I thought that they couldn't do it because I needed to set the ceremony and the magical altar and I would set up a big Lego circle and put a toy fire on it for the ritual and would like dress(?????) the wizard toys in my toy wizard robes and hoped it would work then I realized that I needed a sacrifice so I would cut out a hand drawn stick figure and sense my Lego thing was a trapdoor I put it there it did not work part of me still believes it!! Uh Oh!

At the age of 4 I was absolutely certain I could make anything out of paper and sticky tape or glue. There was a series on television where the kids all wore jeans trousers and jackets. I loved those, but my mom wouldn't buy me jeans. So I took a a lot of paper, put them all together with sticky tape, drew trousers on it that looked exactly like a pair of jeans (I must have thought at the time...) and cut it out. So now I had the front. That had been a lot of work and I was getting tired of it, so for the back I had another solution. I cut out paper bands and taped them from one side of the trouser leg to the other, say 4 or 5 of those down both legs. Colouring them blue was too much work, I was contented with white jeans as well. I tried to put them on, but of course the paper teared and I was very disappointed. I didn't fall from my belief though... Some weeks later I very badly wanted a go-kart, and I started all over again, even making wheels out of paper or cartbox and being disappointed when the kart wasn't strong enough to carry me. The conviction still held, because somewhat later I tried to make a trapeze out of paper for my own room (I must have seen a circus show on the telly). I somehow convinced my dad to tape it to the ceiling with the sticky tape so I could swing the trapeze (piece of cake, I believed). I think my paper dream ended when this last work of art didn't stand a chance either....

When i was younger i would think that when you leave the room your toys would talk to each other and play around and when you come ack the would go back into place, one time i left my room and i came back and my toy was moved i was like oh my god and then i found out it was just my mom cleaning up.

When I was about seven or eight I thought my whole life was all really just a dream and I was still only one year old dreaming all that stuff. I flipped and eventually I told my mom about it 'cause I was so scared that my whole life was just a big illusion and in reality I was still a baby and my mom told me that wasn't true (she would know since she can remember my life all the way back to babyhood so yeah) and then I could stop freaking out about it.

When I was younger, and had alot of legos and stuffed animals I used to belive that my legos would try to kill me every night in different ways each time. But my stuffed animals would always end up protecting me.

When I was in pre-school, I was absolutely sure that when I turned around people would pull down zippers on their backs and show their true disgusting green sliming dinosaur-like exteriors and then try to eat me.

If you knew me as a kid, no one was out of my sight for more than five seconds.

I used to think that i was a transformer and i was an autobot and my name was Kureler Prime and i was second in command like jetfire and i had a mini-con named Racer he was a racecar! then one day my mom asked me whaqt i wanted to be when i grew up i proudly said LEADER OF THE AUTOBOTS then she said it was make-believe but i didn't believe her until armada came out and they looked different and i thought i had changed from a truck to a 747 and i broke my arm trying to fly oh and only had optimus prime, a good drawing of me in both modes,me, an action figure me could really transform!

When I was younger I had Barbie & Ken dolls and my brother had G I Joe's, the big 12 inch sized ones.
I believed that at night the GI Joe's would beat up Ken and make fun of him.

When I was little I used to think my stuffed animals would go out for a night on the town, to meet other stuffed animals. I this because at night I used to knock my stuffed animals out of my bed. BUT instead I thought they didn't make it back up from there party. Good times as a child...

i used 2 belive and still kinda do that we were like sims or sims2 other people were running us on a comp. so they could make us die or fall in luv or hungry or fat!! but i was in elementry school!!

when i was little (still kinda belive this) that all my dolls and barbies would come alive and either take me to doll world or kill me there so i wold close my closet door or sleep in the guestroom

I used to truely think I was a dragon trapped in a human body. There was a huge dragon spirit named Goldeneye, the ghost of Smaug from The Hobbit, who made any dragons I saw invisible to the human eye, so only I could see them. I had exactly 29 dragons that I called the Draiks who were my friends, particularly one named Phantos, who was telepathic with me. My real name was Dracon, but Goldeneye had made me be reborn as a human to find out what it's like, and that after I die I'll be a dragon again. There was also a race of magical creatures called eothians who were hiding so that the human race wouldn't make them go extinct. Technically, I shouldn't be telling you about this part.

I gave up on this belief a couple days ago. If it turns out to be true, tell me.

I used to think that I had a special power called "Power of the Blue" Because that was about the time when the song "blue" was popular. I could do anything, and I went around telling people that. When they asked me to show them, I said they weren't worth the time of the master of the universe.

I used to think my life was a computer game and some giant somewhere was controlling my life off a computer. I thought someday they would delete me and then I would die. I thought this about everyone else too and imagined the personalities of their "controllers."

i used to believe that my life was a dream and when i die i would wake up and start my life again and be able to know what happens before it does, for example, if i did something embarrising in my dream then i could change it so it doesn't happen.but now i know it's rubbish ........ or is it?