kids

When I was five, I had a dream about my Barbie haing a devil face, knife, & it was devouring me(EWWW)! When I turned twelve & got a Barbie from my Granny, I screamed,"Get that evil, demented thing away from me!!!", & went to hide in the corner of the park by the slide. When she found me and asked me what was wrong I told her everything. She told me the truth & it was solved, but from 5 to 12 I was cautious about having any toys because I thiught they would murder me in the night & feast on my flesh((DOUBLE EWWWW)), I tried to pass the time reading & tried to cover up me toylessness with about 20 pictures & posters.

i used to belive my dolls were staring at me at night and they would come alive....but i had my teddy bear to protect me when they tried to kill me when i fell asleep.

I used to believe that my sisters' Cabbage Patch Kids came alive at night. It was a scary though, especially when I used to play football with them before they had told me.

I used to belief that my life was a movie and I was the narrator, so I often talked to myself in the third person, and kids thought I was wierd. it wasn't until I was 11 that I stopped believing this!

when I was younger I used to read the comics and saw the thinking bubble on top of the characters head,I thought that whenever I would think the same thing would happen to me.I remember riding the bus and I would try not to thnk bad thoughts about people because I thought they would read what I was thinkng.So one day I was on the bus with my mom and this lady gave me a dirty look and I started to cry because I thought she read what I was thinking about her,then my mom explained to me that it cant happen.

I used to belive that barbies were really small elfs and they had sex at night. And then thats why every morning Ken had a big smile and his pants were down.

But then i found out that it was my little brother who was gay and wanted to see it.

When I was little,I once turned to my mother and asked her..."Do you remember when I was a bird?"

when I was about four or five, i believed I was a fairy, because of this i thought i could fly, I tested it out by jumping down the stairs.

That really hurt.

I figured I coudn't use my powers for my own gain and dedicated my life to saving my mum from opening doors!

I hated doors because i thought they would bite my bum. EG, don't let the door bite you on the way out.

i used to think i was a girl

I used to think that whenever I couldn't see people they were learning their scripts.
Also, some day they would remove their masks and it was all an experiment to see how I would react if people really looked like they did, but in my head they really looked like the aliens off Toy Story.
I also thought that the movie 'The Truman Show' was just to bait me.

I used to believe that my dolls' hair grew just like everyone else's hair. My mom was really mad when I gave one of my dolls a haircut. I figured out why when the hair never grew back!

I used to believe that my toys had feelings and I didn't want to make them feel bad by playing with some more than others. So, I was always careful to spend equal time playing with the toys I didn't like to make sure none of them felt bad or thought I didn't like them.

I used to believe that all adults turned into skeletons when I wasn't looking, and I thought the whole world was against me and always tried to trick me into their grasps but I always got away.


I'm now 24 and i have to peek and make sure no ones a skelaton.

When i was 5 i had a best friend lived next door she was 4. She had a much older sister, she was like 15. Well her sister was really mean,and abnoxious. So one day she decided to kill her sister's favorite ken doll. Her sister used to believe that they were real people and was devestated, because his head was ripped off and couldn't be fixed. So we buried him and had a fuernal with all the other dolls. We even wore black. She marked his grave and everything.

I thought that when you went to sleep or left the room, your toys would come to life. Also, if you said something bad about your toys(like "This toy is stupid" or something like that), they'd feel bad. So even today, I try not to say anything bad in front of my toys^_^

I used to think that if I didn't rotate my stuffed animals then they would get mad at me for not paying attention to some of them and kill me. So I had to sleep every night covered by my stuffed animals and switch which animal I cuddled at night every night from the animals at the top of the bed and then when I finished with those switch all the animals from the foot of the bed with the top and repeat the process. As I grew there soon wasn't enough room for me so I put most of my stuffed animals into a bag and gave them to my dad to put into the garage and I would come down and apologize to them once a week. I wouldn't have them in my room though because they would kill me.