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WHEN I WAS LITTLE USED TO BELIEVE THAT MY STUFFED ANIMALS WOULD COME TO LIFE WHEN I LEFT THE ROOM. SO BEFORE I LEFT I WOULD KISS THEM ALL AND TELL THEM THAT I LOVED THEM SO THEY WOULDN'T GET MAD AT ME AND MES UP MY ROOM
I used to think that Barbie Dolls would come alive and kill me...so I took all the Barbie dolls and hung them by there feet in my closet....it still scares me today to look at Barbie dolls the same way.
I used to believe that toys can come alive. One day, my mom took all my toys down to the washing machine and I yelled in horror, afraid that they lost their magic to talk to me again.
When my sister was 4 or 5 and she was supposed to be sleeping, she snuck into the kitchen to get those pink and white animal cookies with the sprinkles, when suddenly she heard our dad wake up, so she ran into her room and stashed the cookies in her stuffed dog, Ralph's mouth, and faked sleep. when the close was clear the cookies were gone and never found. She was convinced that Ralph ate her cookies and still is at the age of 28.
I used to share my bed with a big blue and white teddy-bear I named Brian. He had bells in his ears. Every evening when I went to bed I would very, very carefully pick him up and put him into the bed with me, making sure the bells in his ears didn't ring because I believed if they did, then I had hurt him. Consequently I hardly moved in that bed througout the night!
when i was little, like all kids, i beleved my toys were real and that i could catch them in the act. I would stand outside my door and stump on the floor (i was running downstairs, haha) then i would fling the door open and see they hadn't moved and then i thought they were just cautious. I also would blow a kiss to one at night and then keep blowing kisses till i fell asleep, so that every stuffed animal got a kiss. Yeah, i was sad, but i had so many friends (refering of course to the animals)
I saw this commercial for binders. In the commercial the binder woukd open and everything in the world would get sucked in it. My mom bought one for me but I wouldn't open it.
When i was little, I thought that when i left my rooom all of my toys would come alive. So i was scared to be alone in there.
I always used to have dreams about talking dolls. I got SO SCARED! Because of those dreams, I used to HATE dolls. Especially talking and moving ones. Then I discovered that dolls couldn't move on there own....
After I got the book THE DOLL PEOPLE (mind you, I'm not too old yet) and read it, I was firmly convinced that all my toys could come alive... needless to say. I still believe...
See, when I was younger, I had this Talk With Me Barbie doll with a CDROM. I read the manual and precautions, and I mis-read and thought you couldn't touch Barbie's jewel. I had bad dreams for months about me touching the jewel and this weird color combination occurring and Barbie blowing up. O.o
I used to think that when I closed my eyes, all my stuffed animals came to life. I used to close my eyes and tell my stuffed animals I wouldn't peek (and then I'd peek to see if I could see them walking around).
After I had saw Toy Story...I was convinced that my toys too could talk so my mom would find me coming in andout of the room and then sitting and looking under the door of the room...thinking that i would see one my toys talk or move.
When I was younger, I had lots of teddies on top of my wardrobe facing my bed. When I went to sleep, I was convinced that their eyes were cameras and that some1 was watching me!
I never did get much sleep as a kid!
As a kid I used to think my toys were real and had feelings. I had so many that I used to talk to them and when I only hugged one, I used to think that the other ones would get jealous, so I would spend half the day hugging about 100 soft-toys. One day I remember hugging my toy monkey Bennie twice so I went around and did the other 100 soft toys again.
I used to believe that stuffed animals were real and that it was a big secret among them and they didn't trust me enough with their secret. I would sit on my bed and line them all up and tell them that I was very hurt that they couldn't trust me and I knew their secret. They couldn't hide it from me. I would also pretend to sleep to catch them in the act but somehow they always knew...
When I was four years old I had a Batman piggy bank. I believed that if I left it in a dark room that it would become real and that I could play with him. I did this for a good couple months before giving up on the idea that Batman and I could be friends.
when i was a child my older sister told me that her dolls used to have dinner parties in a crack in her wall and we could join them only if i promised to keep it a secret.so every night after my parents had gone to sleep we would throw parties with her dolls.its quite creepy how impressionable a young mind is since i honestly thought it was all real.i still have images in my head of tiny dolls dancing and laughing around a table.slightly disturbing i know
When I was a little girl, myself and all my friends had Cabbage Patch kid dolls, except one of my friends wasn't allowed one as her MUM said they flew around the bedroom at night! I think she still believes it now - bless her!
when i was little i used to believe that porcelain dolls would come and chop my head off and swing it from the light shade....apparently not.