kids

When i was a little kiddy ( ok i wasnt exactly a kiddy , up to like 11 years old) i thought that i was maybe the 'chosen' one and that everybody in the world knew who i am, they just pretended they didnt know me coz i wasnt allowed to know that i was the one, there were tv programs and regular news updates on my life but they turned off everytime i turned the tv on. And even the girls i liked all wanted to go out with me but some of them just wernt allowed to. Silly me :D

When I was about 4 or 5 and Jumanji was popular, there was a Jumanji believed it possessed the same powers as the game in the movie, since it was exactly the same. Although the movie and the game's powers in the movie were very scary, I thought it would be cool to own a magical object, so I wanted to buy it, but my parents didn't want to. I got over that quickly, though.

i used to believe that my stuffed animals had feeling and i used to put on shows for them. i would dance and stuff and make them dance with each other. then my brother would come in and throw them against the wall and stuff and i would start crying my eyes out saying "don't hurt them!!!!".:)

I used to believe that as soon as I would turn out the lights at night, that my barbie dolls would come to life and try to kill me. So, every night I would throw all of my barbies and stuffed animals into the closet, and I would close the door, and prop a chair in front of it so they could not get out....Freaky huh? lol

I used to believe that my stuffed animals were real and they had to be quiet and not move when my parents were around, but I knew better. I promised that whenever anyone else was around I wouldn't speak about them being real. I guess you could say they were my imaginary friends.

I have always been self-concious, even as a child. I used to think that everybody else could read anybody's mind, except for me. I thought that everybody could see what I was thinking and I was the only one that could not read minds.

But of course you already know this, because you can see what I'm thinking.

When I was about 8 or 9, there was a My-Size Barbie doll that came with a butterfly costume. I thought that if you wore the costume you would turn into a butterfly. I was disappointed when I found out the costume wouldn't fit me.

In 3rd grade, I began reading the "Unicorns of Balinor" series. From that point on, I believed that my friend, Molly, and myself were truly unicorn princesses who'd been sent to this dimension to protect the Earth from evil. We even believed that we'd have dreams of "Atalanta," like the main character did in the series.

Then, when I was in 4th grade, my friends and I used to believe that we "owned pet unicorns." We would even name them! Sometimes we even held races where we'd run across the field during recess, trying to out-canter the other. Later that year, we ended up getting into a huge fight about who owned the most unicorns, when in reality all we were doing was listing numerous names that we liked for a pet. (We got to somewhere over 400 altogether! Crazy, ain't it?) Haha, childhood dreams...

When I was a little kid, I used to be deathly afraid of the game "Clue". I thought the characters would come alive at night and kill me. I was afraid to have the game anywhere near my room. I used to make my mother lock it in a closet, and throughout the night I'd get up 4 or 5 times to make sure that the closet was locked.

When i was little my nan said to me "When you go to bed all your toys wil come alive" i belived it for along time and then came the year 2004 when i was 8 i stoped beliving in it and i said to my nan "Toys don't come alive at night because every night i allways tried to catch them in the act." and now i think it was embarissing to belive it.I think i might tell my baby brother that it's true. hehe

When i was probably about 5, i came to think that if you stared at people or animals long enough you could dissolve their brain, and that was why it was impolite to stare.

I used to believe for the longest time that my brother and I were adopted. I thought we were really twins who had magic powers and some kind of destiny waiting for us once we got old enough. My mom never could convince me that they didn't adopt me and were lying about it because they couldn't tell us yet.

I used to believe when I was little that I was the only person truly alive and when I would leave the room time would stop and they would freeze in place and come unfreezed and come see me for my convience!

When I was small I thought that me and my brother are aliens and that one day we were going to take of our costumes by opening the zippers on our backs. The funny thing is that even my brother thought the same thing.

I used to believe that porcelain dolls were real and would try to kill me in my sleep. I was so scared, I would break my mom's dolls (I know, I was bad) or hide them. I'd have awful dreams about them trying to kill me. I collect them now. Haha!

When I was a little boy, I believed that I was the only real person and that everyone else was either a robot or someone sent from G-d to test me. I would sometimes just sit in one place think about this for long periods.

I used to think that my life was documented, like the movie "The Truman Show". I actually thought that I was being watched all the time by hidden cameras and that I had my own tv show. Sometimes I watch what I say and do cause I forget that my life isn't a show!

I used to believe that I had to treat myself fairly: If I tapped one foot I'd have to tap the other, if I itched one ear I'd have to itch the other; and i'd end up making elaborate itching patterns up just so I'd be ''equal''. Also, everything had to be centre, if I itched my nose and it was slightly off-centre I'd have to itch the symmetrical place... Maybe it was a form of a COD or something, but I used to get real annoyed with myself for it. I sometimes still do it!

I used to see those commercials on TV for "Family Barbies" and barbie was holding a little kid. I was a very curious little girl, and had looked under barbie's skirt before, only to find that she was always wearing underwear. When i saw one of those commercials on TV for family barbie, i said to my mom, "But mom, barbie doesn't got a buhgina!" My mom laughed really hard and didn't tell me for years.