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I have ADHD, and when I was in school it wasn't understood very well, thus I had trouble fitting in. I concluded that since I was obviously different, I was therefore an alien. I even told some of my (1st grade) classmates about "my planet" and they believed it!
i used to believe i was adopted
i used to believe that everyone had a clone when i was about 10................ because i went to disney world and everyone there looked like my friends back in louisiana...............
When I was young, I used to think I was Sailor Moon
I used to believe that if I spun around one way, say 6 times, and didn't spin back around the other way the same amount of times, my life wouldn't be the same and everything would change for the worse.
When I was probably around 6 or 7 I believed that there was an exact clone of me in every counrty in the world. They had the same family, friends, and emotions. I seriously believed it and a few years ago I was like "Why the heck would there be cones of me" and forgot it.
i used to think, when i was like 3 or 4 that i had a limited number of hugs, and then whenever i decided i was out and somebody asked me for a hug, i'd say, 'just a sec, i need to re-fuel'. And i'd go under the coffee table for a minute 'cause i thought i had all these hugs in boxes down there, and then i'd come back out and be able to give my mom or whoever a big hug.
When I was little, I thought that everybody's house was exactly the same as mine. Imagine my surprise the first time I went over to a friend's house AND IT WAS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.
lol I went home and told my mom about it and she was like, "everyone's house is different, sweetie."
when i was little about 3 or 4 i used to believe that the sun used to follw me around.. one day my older brother and his mates were playing with a magiflying glass burning things and they would not let me have a go. So I thaught (to get back at them) if i walked in to the back yard the sun would follow me, and they wouldnt be able to burn anything anymore
When I was three or so, I started telling anyone who would listen that before I came to live with Mommy and Daddy I was a pretty lady with grey hair who lived out in the woods with my husband in a log cabin. Then one day we had children--I never specified if I had them (since I didnt know how babies were made at the time) or if they just showed up--and my husband had to go out and chop trees down to make their beds.
Now remember, I was only three so I really have no idea where I came up with all of that, but honestly it's pretty much the summary of a past life. Now I don't believe in past lives anyway, but still sometimes I wonder where I could have come up with that at.
When I was little (actually I still do this) I would imagine a narrator describing what I was doing (in a very eloquent way!) and what I was like. I pictured my life as a movie. When we were driving in the car and the radio was on I would imagine that it was the beginning of a movie where music was playing and the first scene was of my family going somewhere in the car. Sometimes I would make up the name of the movie or imagine what it was going to be about. Or I would come up with a tune in my head and have that be a theme song for my day (I usually did this in the morning) and I would act out a montage to go with the song. I would do the montage over and over until I got it exactly right.
I used to believe that the harry potter worl dwas real...
Whenever something was oddly convient around the house (like my shoes were next to eachother neatly by the door) i thought they were there becuase of house elves.
I also believed that when i was 11 i would go to hogwarts.
i was probably 6 or 8 at the time.
when I was little, I used to try really hard to invent a new color, and I was convinced that people hadn't discovered all of them yet. eventually when I got older I gave up.
I was completely sure I was going to be accepted into Hogwarts when I turned 11. I acted out scenes in which I got my letter; arriving on the Hogwarts Express; and meeting all of my new wizarding friends. I'm 14 now and It's still the only wish I have. I wish it was real...
I went home for lunch when I was in Kindergarden and asked my mom what is better boys or girls. Knowing the answer I wanted to hear she said "Boys." and I marched back to school feeling good about myself, walked strait up to my friend who was on the monkey bars and told her. "I'm better than you!"
When I was really little I used to think I was stronger than everyone except my dad and everyone should be greatful that I was such a nice guy and didn't want to hurt anyone.
When I was like five, my older siste found a chicken leg bone in the back yard and she thought it was a dinasour bone and when she showed it too my perants, they enceraged her because she was little so I also thought she found a dianasour bone. She got so much attention bcause she found a "dinasour bone" So I went in the back yard and searched and searched untill I came across a white peice of plastic wich I though was a dinasour bone. I took it in to show my perants and wich is really messed up, they didnt incurage me, they toldme straight off that it was only plastic. But I kept it in a little cabinate of mine and whenever I was bored, I would hold it and talk to it because I thought I could talk to dinasours when I held it. Too much dragon tales I think...
I started reading the Harry Potter series when I was about 9 years old. I was excited and hopeful to be turing 11, because I thought I was going to Hogwarts. I was disappointed when I didn't get an acceptance letter, but told myself "there's always next year." I know it was doubtful, but I just wanted to believe in magic; and that I'm magically gifted or w/e. Next year did come around, but by then, I had lost faith in being a Wizard. I'm 13 years old now. :) And I still wouldn't find being a Wizard...
I used to take rides in a 'spaceship' (made from two pillow cases) to an alternate universe. I told my younger brother about them. Of course, he didn't believe me, so I put him in the spaceship, and when we 'arrived' I took him on a tour. I showed him the members of our family, and explained how they looked the same same but weren't the same people. He got scared and we flew back. He never wanted to ride in the spaceship again.
I used to think my family was royalty who stayed in a normal neighborhood to show our subjects that we cared about them. I wondered how the other royals could live in castles and not even care what happened to everyone else.