kids

I used to believe that my stuffed animals had magickal protecting powers, and that if I didn't surround myself with my stuffed animals at night, that these evil people that looked like the people from the band Wicked Sister would break through my walls and try to hurt me. (I didn't believe in death...) It was my stuffed animals' 'magick powers' that saved me.
(I have NO idea how I got the idea that Wicked Sister lived in my walls... I was quite a weird child...)

I also thought that if I only slept with my favorite animals, and never with the other ones, that they ones that were left out would get sad and angry, and would use their 'powers' to hurt me. (Again, I didn't believe in death, so I didn't worry about that.)

i used 2 believe that even tho my mates were nice to me, one day they would all get to getha and start killing me and stuff. I still think about this.

I used to believe that my toy animals were alive

When I was little, I heard someone say that the pianist "played by ear". I took this literally and thought that he played the piano with his ears. At one point, my belief was confirmed when I saw someone on a cartoon doing this.

this one is actually about my lil brother (bless him) when he was about three my nan took him and my little cousin sophie shopping and bought them a 101 dalmation teddy each when the two kids got out of the shop they started arguing about who got which teddy(the teddies were identical)my nan gave my brother his one saying "there's your poxy dog". Later on when my mum asked him what he had named his teddy he said Poxy as he thought that was its name

When I was a little kid my mom told me the garbage man's job was to come get the toys of oall the kids who had been bad. I used to cry when the garbage man came down my street. I was convinced that he was going to come get my toys becuase of something I did that day. Finally one day sick of my hysterical bawling my mother told me the truth. I was VERY bad from then on.

When I was little, I thought that if you called the manufatcturer on the back of the toy package that you could find out facts about your favorite toys and they would be able to answer all the questions of the world like: What happened to the fantastic four?

when i was 9 years old and younger, i had a collection of barbies, after seeing the movie "chuckie" i was terribly scared. i'd imagine my barbies in the nude having a wild party while i was sleeping and when i'd wake up, i'd see them, and they would attack me. so i had a younger cousin who adorred dolls so i gave them to her. now i'm not AS scared but i'm still afraid of the dark. i'm 12 years old now.=)

When i was younger, i thought that we were all dolls and a giant's kid was playing with us like we play with dolls and trucks and such!!! How stupid was i?? lol

As a child I had many stuffed animals and one of my favorites was an armadillo that was relatively realistic but I had never seen a live one, only pictures. One day when I was very young I left my armadillo out on bed and when I came back to my room from lunch it was standing in the middle of the floor. I'm convinced now that someone moved it but for so long that Armadillo was my favorite because it was alive as long as you weren't watching it. I was sure to tell all my friends. =)

You know how when you face someone, your right hand is where their left hand is? Well, when I was little, I didn't have the sense to determine that because they were facing me, their left hand was where my right was. I thought I was different because I had a different right hand.

I used to believe that I was the only human on earth and everyone else was a robot.

I remember hanging my littler brother's stuffed bunny to the monkey bars by its ears and, to the horror of my little brother, threw rocks at it. My little brother told my mom about it, and she said that i would be lucky if 'mr. bunny' didn't become animated when i was asleep and tell all of his friends to get revenge on me. I would lock my door and sleep with my toy dart gun 'just in case.'

I used to believe that I was the only person in the world who wanted to be the other sex.

Once when I was 5 or 6 I used to think a doll in my room was evil.It had these big black eyes that used to terrify me.It didn't help that the doll was straight in front of my face,so when I woke up in the morning the first thing I saw were those big black eyes.I also was scared of the plug in the bath because it made a terrible noise as the water drained away.I was a freak then.

I used to think that my Barbies were alive and only moved at night. I would sometimes be afraid to play with them because I thought they were looking at me and I would throw them in my closet.