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After watching the "Rudolph" Christmas special when I was 5 or 6, I developed a firm belief that if I wasn't nice enough to my toys, that the lion from the show would fly into my room while I wasn't in it, and take my toys to the Island of Misfit Toys. I kept a close inventory on them from that day on.
I used to believe that my toys would (mostly my transformers) come alive and cast a spell on me to turn me into a Boy Toy. I always was waiting for me to be a toy but I thought that they couldn't do it because I needed to set the ceremony and the magical altar and I would set up a big Lego circle and put a toy fire on it for the ritual and would like dress(?????) the wizard toys in my toy wizard robes and hoped it would work then I realized that I needed a sacrifice so I would cut out a hand drawn stick figure and sense my Lego thing was a trapdoor I put it there it did not work part of me still believes it!! Uh Oh!
I used to think that the reason my mother always knew when i did something wrong was because my stuffed animals would tell on me.
I used to believe that training wheels were the different colored beads on the spokes.
When i was younger i would think that when you leave the room your toys would talk to each other and play around and when you come ack the would go back into place, one time i left my room and i came back and my toy was moved i was like oh my god and then i found out it was just my mom cleaning up.
When I was younger, and had alot of legos and stuffed animals I used to belive that my legos would try to kill me every night in different ways each time. But my stuffed animals would always end up protecting me.
when i was little i thought that if u didnt play with toys enough that they would feel lonley and cry so every now and they i would play with all my toys!!!
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL I USED TO THINK THAT BARBIES TALK WHEN YOU GET OUT OF THE ROOM
When I was young, a friend of mine had a doll called Lala. My friend and I wanted Lala to come alive, and become a real baby that we could raise together.
Everytime we saw dandelion clocks, we would wish on them that Lala would come alive. I would do it whenever I saw a dandelion clock, even if my friend wasn't with me, because I wanted it so much.
One day, my friend said to me, "Look! Lala is turning into a real baby. You can see her veins." and, sure enough, there were wiggly blue lines all over her.
I eventually realised that my friend had just drawn on the 'veins', and had lied about Lala coming to life. =(
When I was really little I had this toy play kitchen thing and I believed that I could actually cook stuff with it. One day when I wasn't looking my mom put cookies into the microwave part and I was not at all surprised to find them.. I was however surprised to find that I could never make them again ):
When I was little, I had two stuffed whales called William and Spot whom I brought everywhere with me. Occasionally my parents would make be leave them at home, but I didn't mind this, because I could just commnicate with them telepathically when they weren't with me.
when i was little i used to have this huge fear that my teddy was haunted - it all started from when i had it "stood" up against the wall, and i feel asleep.. with the laws of gravity n all that it fell on me and woke me up and i was terrified, convinced my teddy had it in for me.. i told my dad and said "BIN IT - ITS POSSESSED!!" lol , he never did though, but to this day... i still think theres something strange about that teddy
When we were small, we had the UNO playing cards where there are two different types of wild cards. We thought that one of them is 'wild' and the other one is 'plim' (that's what it looks like when the card is upside-down).
When I found out about Pokemon, I thought they started as Bulbasaurs (Pokemon #1), then evolved and turned into Ivysaurs (Pokemon #2), then turned into Venusaurs (#3), then Squirtles (#4), and so on.
when I was small I thought toys felt neglected if you didn't play with them enough. I even had dreams of dolls who wept from neglect. I felt so guilty that I made it a point to go around my room before bed and put them all in a lying down position as if I were putting them to bed. This nightmare of the neglected dolls even haunted me into adulthood.
I wonder what it really means...
When I was little, like 6 or 7, I use to sleep with every stuffed animal in my bed and they had to have new names every night. If not, they would get mad at me and put poison in my mouth when I was asleep.
I used to believe as a child that my toys could come alive, like in the movie "Toy Story". So at times, I would leave my room very prominently (so that I could make my toys think I was leaving), then I would sneak back in to catch my toys "being alive". I would also often tell them that it was okay to "be alive" in front of me, and that I knew their secret. I stopped believing this at the age of 7.
When I was small and when I saw the older kids firing their cap pistols, I thought they were real bullets. I ran in the house and hid until they were through playing "cowboys and Indians".
when me and my little brother were little we would set up his GI Jo's and leave the room when we came beck they were in a different place everytime then we figured out that our dad was moving them!
When I was less than 6 years old I played with all my barbies topless. One time my mom asked me why they did not wear shirts. That is when I reminded her that when inquiring about certain anatomy of a doll she told me they were "booby traps". Naturally I assumed these traps were used to catch flies so the Barbie was topless. If a fly landed on her the traps would catch and squish it and this could not work with a shirt on.