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when i was younger my mum bought me a teddy clown that had a tear drop coming from its eye and i always thought it was freaky and it was kept on a shelf opposite my bed. one night my parents let me watch poltergeist and the clown was just like mine. after watching this i got my clown by the head and smashed it repeatedly face first into my bed posts to make sure it was dead.
I used to believe that if you made the wrong move in chess, the chess board blew up. I think, perhaps, this came from watching a show on Playhouse 90 where this happened.
My aunt made me beleive as a child that my cabbage patch dolls would come alive. She told me that if I did not take care of them like real people that they would kill me in the middle of the night. So every night before I went to bed, I would gently tuck my two cabbage patch dolls in, pillow and all in hopes i would be alive again the next day.
I used to think that when I left the house, all my dolls and stuffed animals would come alive and then would go back to pretending they were just toys when I got back. So every time I left the house I'd try and catch them moving around and talking. I never could catch them.
As a child, I was afraid to play Twister without my shoes on. Because of their slogan "The hot spot" I thought I would get burned if I touched the wrong circle.
I thought /everything/ was alive.
I must have seemed like a nut saying, "Sorry." To doors I had slammed or crying over a poor lonely old toy who'd been lost under the bed for a week.
when i was little i used to believe that my sisters porcelin dolls were going to come alive and crawl up my bed posts to come an attempt to kill me, the same applies to clowns and cute fluffy bunny rabbits. I've been paranoid since!
After seeing "A Toy Story" I believed toys were alive when we left the room. I watched what I said around them and never through a toy. I still get creeped out when a toy is faced towards me.
I didn't know there were poor kids in America. When my old bike was given to charity I thought it would be shipped to Africa and eaten.
I remember losing a toy gun while on vacation when i was five. It was my favorite toy in the world. When i got back home, i had a dream one night that it was at school in the playground. I spent the next two weeks looking for it. My friends couldn`t understand why i kept looking at the ground. Too this day, i still wonder where my little toy gun is.
i decided to cut all of my doll's hair one day because i figured it would grow back like mine did. i cried for four hours when i found out the truth.
From watching Toy Story 2, I used to believe toys were alive, and running around my room when I wasn't around. So, when I was 5 or whatever, I'd go out of my room, and open the door alittle bit and see if my toys were doing anything...they were just sitting there.
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.