kids

When playing any kind of Solitaire card game, if there was a choice I couldn't put a heart on a spade, or a spade on a heart. It always had to be hearts + clubs, and spades + diamonds. This was because hearts were show-offs, and if they got put with a spade they would gloat to diamonds, who really secretly fancied spades and actually deserved to be with a spade because it (diamonds) was a nice unassuming suit. Spades were hunky, Clubs were just gross and smelly. Hearts only deserved to be with Clubs.

I know it's mad but I still do it now and I'm 28.

When I was in kindergarten or something, I was convinced that I was Chinese, from the moon, a slaver who enslaved bad people who didn't exist, and that my name was Maurice.

i used to believe i was an alien with superpowers.

When I was a toddler, I used to believe I was coming from Mars. My mother had thrown me out of Mars and my sister had found me in a dustbin.
After, my parents adopted me. My other sister told me : "You can't see your color green and your green antennae but we can!"

when I was young, I used to believe that like in toy story the toys lived and there was a big dinosaur in my parents room so i was afraid to go in

when i was little i thought i used to be in movies [ home movies] i said to my friend i was in movies when i was a baby

i used to believe that when i fell asleep or went out of my room my barbie's would move and talk to each other...like they had their own world. And i also used to believe that we were barbie's that heaven could play with.

When I was little I watched the Exorcist. It scared me so bad that I didn't finish watching it. The next year my older brother told me that my Molly the Dolly was the girl from it. After that I put her in the closet for a few days. Then I thought "What if that makes her mad?" & did everything I could to make her happy for about 6 months.

I'm 14 now & just finished watching it last night. Now I feel slightly dumb. I just told him & the rest of the family how traumatized I was.

When I was in the 2nd grade, I slept over my schoolmate's house one night. Well, I had brought my dolly over, and as we laid on the bed, she said, "I hope you are not going to sleep with your dolly."
I asked why, and she said, "Because she could turn alive, get a knife from the kitchen and kill you."
As a result, I had a hard time to sleep with my dollies at night after that.

Somebody submitted something similar, but I always believed my stuffed animals were alive and I would make sure to give them all equal attention so that they don't think I love one more than the other. If I stepped on one by accident, I would apologize and hug it. I still think this way and I apologize to my stuffed animals...

I apologized to other inanimate objects too, like in grammar school there were coat racks to hang up our coats and backpacks and sometimes I would accidentally knock someone else's backpack down and I would apologize to the backpack. I still do this sometimes too...I just feel like everything has life and can feel.

When I was about seven or eight years old, I believed that I was a dragon. When I was angry at someone at school, I would roar and growl at them. I also used to bite and I'd pretend that my jacket was my dragon wings and I'd pretend to fly.

Even though now I know that I'm a human, I'm still obsessed with dragons.

When I was 6 I had a yellow stuffed dog named Toby. Well, he was more of a dog-bear mixed breed, kind of like the piano playing dog on the Muppet Show. Anyway, I thought that if I put a leash on him and dragged him around, people would believe he was real! I was always amazed at how at easily adults could be fooled. People would always stop and pet him, and call him "a well-behaved dog." This went on for about two years until the bandages would no longer hold his poor paws together. Poor Toby, he had a grand funeral.

When I was little, I used to believe that everyone was in this huge movie that people bigger than us would watch. Since I thought this I would dress up and always act as if I were really on camera. My mom just thought that I was a total drama queen until I told her why I was doing it. She laughed and said that no one was watching us on some giant screen tv.

I used to believe (and still do to a point) that my stuffed animals were alive in a way; that they had feelings. If I were to roll over on the teddybear that I slept with, I would apologize to it....and I gave all my stuffed animals pats on the heads and make sure they weren't mad at me (for fear that they would hurt or kill me while I was sleeping). I would also talk to my teddybear at night; he kept all my secrets. The dolls in my room freaked me out too--I imagined I could just see them moving out of the corner of my eye, and they would stare at me constantly. There was also something under my bed that if I did not leap onto my bed it would grab my ankle and drag me under the bed. I was a very imaginative and paranoid child....and still am to a point.

When I was younger, I thought I had come from the other side of a mirror. Because I was left-handed and I wrote my letters backwards, it looked like I was a mirror-image. I used to try to get back into "Mirror World" by pushing on the big mirror my mum used. Apparently it never worked, because I'm still here.

I once saw a movie in where a doll turned evil and would start glowing its eyes red and try to killl you, it was really creepy and i couldnt ever look atr my toys or my action figures again without thinking theyd kill me. This lead to a dream where toys of the kids show Barny(the big poofy purple dinosaur)
and others were dancing in front of my bed, and when I would try to run out of them room one jumped at me from the door knob I was soooo freaked out by this!!