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My mom got sick of putting the tails back in my "My Little Ponies" so when I asked her for the tenth time that day to fix it, (they were always getting pulled out when I brushed them) she told me that every time you pulled the tail out it grew a little more and that if it got too long they would get caught around their necks while they slept and possibly strangle them. My ponies had messy tails after that. Looking back it seems evil to tell your child that, but NOW being a Mom to 4 kids I can understand why she said it!
When I was little, I thought toys would come to life because I saw a part of the movie Chuckie. I thought they were out to get me. So every night I would say good night to each one and make sure they all liked me. I was the nicest to this talking mother goose doll I had, I was convinced that was the first after me. I even did this at sleep overs and my friends still bring it up to me today.
I was only little when the movie ET was released and my mum thinkin that i would love it brought be an ET doll ........... i was petrified of the thing, it sat on a shelf in my room ( As far away from me as possible!) and stare at me and i could swear i could see that little red mark on his chest glow, i made mum turn it around every night before i went to bed or i couldn't sleep...... eventually mum caved and got rid of it , even to this day ET still gives me the creeps...........funny though i can't ever remember watchin the movie.........
when I was little I thought that all my toys were out to get me.
when i was little, i loved to cut barbies hair, but i always thought that it would grow back, but it never did... :-(
i watched toys story. After the movie i used to believe that toys come alive when your not looking...i always tried to catch them in their act...it took time for me to realize that it wasnt true after all those years..=)
if i didn't colour in pictures in a colouring book quick enough, they'd suffocate and die. Many creepy clowns gave their lives back then. haha!
I believed that the cards in a pack of cards had personalities according to their rank. My brother and I would play some kind of make-believe game with them and he always made me be the 2 of clubs because it was so lowly and ugly, and he was all the other cards. I had to be servile to him.
It's so unfair looking back.
i used to have this terrible fear of ghosts or monsters coming to get me in the night, so when i went to sleep i would take all the stuffed animals from my animal net and put them in a huge circle around me, sure that they would fight off all evil-doers that came to harm me.
My mom once bought be a very lovely teddy bear, dressed up in a blue lace dress. Now, at that age, I, like most kids, thought that my toys came to life when I was not awake/around. And each of my toys had their own personalities and their own reasons for not coming to life while I was around. Well, I somehow came to the conclusion that this particular Teddy Bear was very rich, and could only speak French. Day after day, I would sit and speak pure gibberish to the Teddy Bear, beleiving that I was talking to it in French. It obviously failed to respond.
In any case, I then proceeded to bring it to school, and show it to all of my friends, convincing them that my Teddy Bear could speak French. I challenged each of them to talk French to it and see if it would come to life. Of course, it never did, and I informed them that they were horrible french-speakers.
Sadly, they beleived every word that I told them.
I used to believe that my sister's dolls would come alive and steal my hands if i slept with my hands outside the covers.
I stopped believing that when i was 15.
As a young child I watched scary movies with my older brother. Well there was a certain movie were stuffed animals and toys would come alive and kill the children that owned them. Well i believed that this was possible so for the longest time I would treat all of my stuffed animal extremly well, giving them all equal turns sleeping in the bed with me, and the ones that didn't get to sleep in the bed had a homemade bed made of pillows and blankets on the floor. This fear fallowed me almost all the way through junior high.
When I was little, about 4 or so, I thought the toy guns that were on the shelf at Wal-Mart's toy section were real, and nearly freaked out when I saw someone else lift one off the shelf and point it in my general direction. I thought he was gonna shoot me!
when i was litle i use to beleve that at night when i had a bad dream my stuffed animals protected me and kill the monsters.
on time when i was playing with my barbie dalls, and i had to sit then down but i dident knoe hoe to make there knees bend. so she did it and i was sooososoo happy and i said "how'd you do that?" and she said "i have mommy magic" i believed that for like ever!
When I was a very little girl, my cousin said the Barbie doll eats apples and she put the dolls mouth to an apple and showed me the apple where she "took a bite" it looked convincing enough to me so everytime I had an apple, I had to find my Barbie doll to share a few bites with her. My mom, bless her soul, helped me for a good 20 minutes searching for my barbie doll until I found her. Now I know why she quietly giggled when she found the barbie and I gave barbie a bite of my apple.
A lot of kids believe that their toys came to life when no one was around. I took it a bit further: I would lecture my toys, explaining to them that it was OK if they came to life in front of me because I wouldn't tell anyone and would keep their abilities secret, etc. Of course, they never did come to life in front of me, and I remember being deeply disappointed that they felt they couldn't trust me.
When I watched the commercial for the Goosebumps board game and all the monsters came out after the guy won, I was always afraid that if I ever won the game the monsters would come out and congratulate me. So needless to say I never played the game.
I used to believe that when I went to sleep all my animals would wake up and have parties
I used to think my toys had feelings- and that they were watching me whenever their eyes were on me, and that they were listening to me if I was close enough. So I would always turn their heads away and hide them away when I was done with them. I'd talk to them sometimes, and sometimes I was afraid that they might attack me in my sleep.