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As a young child, my parents taught me Barney The purple dinosaur was evil. Then I started daycare. According to my parents, when a little boy "shared" a Barney toy for no reason, I threw it down and screamed "BARNEY IS EVIL!", loud enough for the "teacher" to hear. And they appearantly "brainwashed" me into thinking Barney was okay. My mom wasn't pleased. She told her that it was part of our beliefs that Barney was in fact, evil. My parents convinced me that Barney was evil, and I hold that belief to this day.
I used to think my toys came alive every time I left my bedroom and would try and catch them out by peering through the gap in my door or quickly bursting into the room.
when i was 2 i'd been naughty for my mum nd she'd put my snoopy teddy in the washing machine,she came up behind me while i was watchin snoopy go round and round, and sed "help me charlee,help me, im drownin!" i was tryin to open the washin machine for ages while me mum was lafin! i didnt let her touch him 4 2 weeks!!
When I was young, I loved getting the free balloons at IHOP at breakfast. One day, while getting out of the car upon returning home, the balloon escaped, and drifted quickly upward and eventually out of sight. I was distraught. Since my grandparents were on vacation in Arizona, my mother told me that "All balloons go to Arizona" and that my grandparents would bring it back. When I asked them about it, they played along. I believed that balloons go to Arizona until I was a teenager, and I cried when I realized I'd been duped.
I used to believe that realistic looking toys could actually see. But only the shadows of things.
I used to give all my stuffed animals names and personalites
and ages based on their size. Like the small ones were kids,mediums were teen,medium-large were adult, and large were older adults, and I still kinda do that lol.
My mom put about 10 of thoose ceramtic dolls in my room, because they looke pretty. WHen I was 6 or 7, I swore I saw one of the dolls move. For a long time, I used to believe that the dolls would try and kill me if I looked at them, so I advoided ever looking at them. Eventually my mom took the dolls out of my room.
when i was little my mom would told me it was illegal to own more then 4 barbies at a time. and if i got caught she would go to jail. (her way of getting me to stop asking for them) she went so far as to freaking out and making me hide the ones i carried with me where she saw a parked cop car.
When I was around 6 or 7, I was scared that robbers would break into our house and steal my favorite doll. She was valuable to me, why wouldn't she be valuable to robbers?
As I child each night before I went to sleep I would pack all my stuffed animals under my comforter. I thought that if someone broke into my house and tried to attack me, the animals would come to life and protect me. And if that failed I could convince te attacker that it was a huge scary dog.
I have two moments from Pokemon Silver.
When you meet your rival in the game, he says "My name is ???!", the ??? meaning you have to give him your own name. Later, Professor Elm asks what his name was. I actually thought that ??? WAS his name, so I entered "???"...
Also, I named my character Max. Later in the game, I found a max potion, and I was absolutely convinced that the potion that restores your pokemon to full health is always named after what you named your character.
Once I had a Chinese finger trap. I thought it was a powerful weapon, and I said I might be able to go and defeat the terrorists by trapping their fingers inside of it.
I used to believe that if you walked in tall grass, or dug deep enough, you would be able to find a Pokemon. My friends, and my brother would always meet at a park near our house and go out on adventures searching for Pokemons, but then I started realizing how silly it was...
when i was little i used to believe that baby dolls could talk and eat and everything, when you werent looking, and when you went to check on them they would run fast enough so you could never cach them.
When I was younger, I had a favorite stuffed dog I would take with me in the car. I use to put on puppet shows for the passing cars. They just marvaled at how talented I was for being able to move his head along with the music playing in the car!
me & my friend we were playing with a voo doo doll and we found a sethascope and herd a heartbeat from the voo doo so we tested all of the stuffed animals and a i dog 2 see if they had a heart beat and they did
so we researched voo doo dolls and stuffed anmials comming to life we still think its true!!!!!!!
When I was younger I used to believe that when I wasn't looking my toys would come to life and start talking to eachother and stuff but when I looked they would be in the same exact spot!
When I was about eight, I had a stuffed rabbit named Cuddles. She was made out of some kind of plushy material with a velvet dress. I adored that rabbit, and I carried her around everywhere I went except school. After I read the story about the Velvetine Rabbit, I developed this belief that Cuddles was real. I would argue with anyone who said she was a toy. One day, I brought her to school for show and tell, and my so-called best friend made fun of me so bad because I thought Cuddles was real.
I don't play Pokemon, so I thouht Picacu was the only one and his name was Pokemon.
Yo solia creer que los pitufos ahorcaban a los niņos en la noche cuando dormian (un dia salio anunciado en todos lados en Panama), yo tenia a papa pitufo y siempre me preocupo eso... hasta que desaparecio, jajaja creo que mi mama lo lo boto porque mas nunca super de el!!