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When I was about 7 or 8 my older cousins had me convinced that I was adopted. And that I was once black. At first I didt believe them. Then they said that my name used to be Alfonso Johnson Jr. They said that I could find my dad in the phone book. So sure enough when I looked in the phone book there was the name Alfonso Johnson. I ran to my mom and asked, "MOM, why didnt my black family want me?"
When i was little i used to think that when i was watching t.v it was like i was on t.v and giant were watching me on the t.v's
I use to believe that my life was one big TV show. and that I lived inside a TV.
So I would always try to do silly things to make the giants, [who were watching me on their TV screens] laugh.
Somehow, when I was younger, I utterly convinced myself that my parents were not my real parents, and I was not in my real body. I was really a brunette named Molly that wore glasses and lived in the country instead of a blonde that lived in the city. I was longing for my real body and real parents until I was six or so, when I saw my birth certificate and worked it out for myself.
When I was younger I used to think I was raised by Ewoks.
Between the ages of 5 and 9 I believed that I needed to complete a daily diary (which consisted of a drawing in felt-tip of nearly A4 size and a few words underneath as to what I did) so that when I was a grown up I could look back at what I did. I used to panic if I was sent to bed and I hadn't done the diary, and I would have to sneak downstairs to try and do it in another room without my parents knowing. My parents were amazingly sympathetic to my plight and would let me do the drawing at 11pm and then go back to bed because otherwise I screamed and panicked. What's funny is that I remember every day being nearly the same picture because what exactly does a 5 year old kid do that's exciting?
As if now I really want to look back at all that rubbish - what a waste of time! I'm surprised my parents didn't send me to see a shrink.
i used to (and on occasions still consider it to be a viable explanation for many things that happen in life) think that my life was a series of very complex scientific experiments, and real life was something completely different altogether. i used to think everything was planned- to the last detail- like the period i would study in history, tv programs, the concept of money, everything. and all my family and everyone in contact with me were highly important "actors" in the tests. i used to think that one day they would terminate the experiment and id discover that everything i'd known wasn't actually true.
i also used to think i had some obscure illness or condition that would give me an excuse for when i screwed things up, came last on sports day, etc.
sometimes i wish i did...
I remember thinking if I can contorl what Barbies can do, that something was controling what humans cans to. ...from going the bathroom and eating. I even thought that some thing was moving our arm to brush my hair!
I used to think there was always someone trying to kill me and if I didn't ignore it or act all loud they'd get me.
i used to believe that i was the only person who truly exsisted,other people were somehow there just to make sense for my own existance.I wish i still believed it.
I used to believe that everyone else could read my mind. I thought everyone could hear everything I was thinking. I spent about half my childhood looking at people thinking the words GET THE KDFJFLKSDJ OUT OF MY HEAD!!
From The Time after i read A Certain book I thought I was a dog but drank a special potion when i was a puppy that turned me into a human
My aunt Helen told my cousin Shane when he was a toddler that he was a prince and she was his humble servant. He really thought he was a prince until kindergarten, when all the kids made fun of him for thinking he was a prince.
when i was young i always woundered if my reality wasnt real and that it was someones dream and that it would end when someone else woke up.
I used to think when I close my eyes, the world turns totally different, but when i open them it turns back to normal.
I grew up with tons of sci-fi playing all the time on our TV so I was very familiar with the idea of alternate dimensions. At one point I convinced myself that I was constantly travelling through dimensions and any time I was wrong about something, it wasn't that I was wrong, it was that I was now in a dimension that was different from the one I had been in earlier.
I thought I can transform into a robin bird. In the playground I spitted on my arms and hands then put sands on them so they stick to my skin and have brown color. I jumped off the cliff because I thought I was actually flying and I was spinning around like a plane for hours. I even built a nest made out of blankets and take some real eggs out of the fridge and put them in my pants and pretend to lay eggs. Then I actually sat on them... what an idiot!
When i was sevenish, I used to beleive i was the only real human, and everyone else were aliens disguised as friends, family,and common people. I beleived my whole life was just a test/experiment.. pretty weird huh? lol
I used to think I was really some sort of a freak experiment where I was once a monkey, but changed into boy. I even had matching wrinkles on the inside of both heels where they cut my “thumbs” off. I was waiting for the day when my parents would finally admit it to me. I think I was excited of the possibilities.
when i was about 7ish, i thought people could read my minds. I'd give them a dirty look and think 'i know you can read my mind, so i'm not going to think of anything'. Then i would also sometimes ''tell'' them that i knew exactly what they were also thinking. Hmm....must've confused a couple of people with those looks.....