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if you stand on your nose and sing the blues you wont get hiccups for a month.
I used to believe that everything was a dream and I was going to awake someday and end with the life as I knew it was.
My Sister Used To Believe She Could Fly By Driniking Water From A Magic Forton. I Told She Couldn't.
I used to believe that I was the only person alive in the world and everybody else was just part of my world. My life was also a 24hour TV show on a special channel.
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
Deaf children often have a unique way of making sense of the world around them. For example, many Deaf children with hearing parents (like my son) believe that all children are born deaf, and when they grow up, they magically learn to hear.
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.
In the fourth grade my best friend Danielle and I were desperate to be different. So instead of being called Sami and Dani - our nicknames - we started calling ourselves Zani and Zami, insisting that we were from the planet Iggy and were dropped off on our parents' doorsteps as babies. And when people called us strange we argued and said we were merely wierd and calling us strange was purely and insult to our nature and home-planet.
I used to believe, when I was about 5 or 6, that there were many different "worlds" and I had a life in each of these worlds. Now the funny thing was I thought that I would only be alive in one of the worlds at any given time and when I wasn't in that world time stood still and I could only remember things that happened in that world. I thought that I was only in one world for a second and wouldn't come back for many years until I had spent a second in each other world. Of course this was all done in real time and was seemless. It's still kinda fun to think about what i was doing in all those other worlds.
I used to believe that the whole world was a virtual reality experiment where I was the only real person. I wondered if the room and the people in it existed in any sense if I left the room. Sometimes I wondered the lenghts somebody went to design things to make me think it was all real.
For that matter I still wonder if the world would exist in real sense when I am gone. When I don't percieve it does it make sense for me to think it still exists? Feel very scared and alone when I think I am stuck inside me for so many years and I am able to see the world only from this angle. Anybody else feel like this?
When I was about 4, I was watching TV with the family and I saw a statue "come alive". From that day on I believed that statues come alive. And would'nt you know it my mother received one as a gift. You couldn't keep me in the same room with that damn thing. I would see it and scream and cry in terror convinced it was going to come alive and eat me or something. Eventualy we had to get rid of it because it was freaking me out so bad. I still get nervous around statues...Brrrr!
When I was younger I used to think, to sound conceited, that everyone was as smart as me and that anyone who acted otherwise was simply putting up a calculated facade, as though they thought that would give them some sort of advantage, or that was simply the sort of person they wanted appear as. I often wondered why some people found their sort of persona appealing, but it turns out most people really don't have a choice.
When i was like 8 i used to think that gay just ment you liked boys so i would go around the school saying im soooo gay!!!then one day i was in a chatroom on owensworld and i said hey,im gay anyone want to chat? then everyone got off the chatroom.exept one person.it was my mom!!! she told me what it ment.i know better now.
When I was younger, a group of my friends and I believed, when we were in our mothers' stomache, a spirit wolf came into the womb and planted a seed in us that gave us the ability to become wolves. We could only become wolves at night time, though, and we couldn't remember what happened in our wolf form, but if we concentrated very hard we could "remember". We made up stories about being a wolf and told eachother. We even had descriptions of what our wolves looked like. One time my friend even told me she could see me begin to "transform", after which I quickly went to sleep so the transformation would not be painful.
Whenever we would go to the beach, I would sit at the edge of the water and talk to the waves. (This was around ages 5-11.) I was convinced that the waves were alive, and they were coming to school, where I was the teacher. Maybe this had something to do with schools of fish...
Not my belief - My 5 year found a rock that he believes was a duck egg and that if he took care of it a baby duck would hatch from it. Well me not knowing that he thought that when he showed me his "duck" egg I said thats not a duck egg. Hearing my wifes immediate intake of breath, I shut up quickly. As I watched the tears welling up in his little brown eyes I quickly told him it was a small dragon egg much like the big one on the movie "Eragon". The happiness that came to his little face was very much worth it. I did tell him he had to prove to the little dragon that he dserved him and had to be good and take care of the egg. He skipped off with his dragon egg and put in the dvd, Eragon and talked to his dragon of why it should hatch right away. My wife asked me what was I going to tell him when his dragon did not hatch. I told her the dragon theory was way better than the duck theory. Plus it will give him a little responsiblity. Now I can tell her he will have a story to post here. :-)
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.
in the day you were allowed to keep your dummy but at night a man called mr moonie came and took your dummy to children in austrailia, who needed it because it was their night time
I used to believe I would be able to fly when I grew up. Sometimes I think that still might be truth.
I used to believe that if you told a lie, Dragonflies will come and sew your mouth shut. For real.