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I used to believe that my toys had feelings and I didn't want to make them feel bad by playing with some more than others. So, I was always careful to spend equal time playing with the toys I didn't like to make sure none of them felt bad or thought I didn't like them.
When i was 5 i had a best friend lived next door she was 4. She had a much older sister, she was like 15. Well her sister was really mean,and abnoxious. So one day she decided to kill her sister's favorite ken doll. Her sister used to believe that they were real people and was devestated, because his head was ripped off and couldn't be fixed. So we buried him and had a fuernal with all the other dolls. We even wore black. She marked his grave and everything.
I used to think that if I didn't rotate my stuffed animals then they would get mad at me for not paying attention to some of them and kill me. So I had to sleep every night covered by my stuffed animals and switch which animal I cuddled at night every night from the animals at the top of the bed and then when I finished with those switch all the animals from the foot of the bed with the top and repeat the process. As I grew there soon wasn't enough room for me so I put most of my stuffed animals into a bag and gave them to my dad to put into the garage and I would come down and apologize to them once a week. I wouldn't have them in my room though because they would kill me.
I used to believe that whenever I left my room all my toys came to life and had a party, and whenever they heard somebody approaching, they all jumped back to their places. I was so desperate to catch them in the act, it resulted in several days of me creeping down the hallway trying not to make any noise, in order to catch my stuffed animals partying!
When my sister was about 5 years old she thought that Ceefax was a perfectly acceptable name for a teddy bear. I don't know what happened to Ceefax but he had that name for many years.
When I was little, I asked my older brother where all my matchbox model cars disappeared to. He told me that they ended up in a big glass jar on our roof, and I spent days standing in the back garden gazing longingly upwards
My parents had to watch every penny when we were kids, and as I had an older brother and sister, I got all their toys after they'd grown out of them. When I got my first bike (which they'd both had before me), I was so worried that it might wear out quickly that I frantically pedalled backwards down every hill to prevent this happening.
i used to think my toys were alive. i thought that when i left my bedroom they would get up and talk to eachother, and do chores and go to work, you know the usual stuff people do.i used to leave my barbies in a particualr order and remember it so when i came back if they had changed places it was true!
my brother who is 3 years older knew i thought this and would rearange them, so i believed this until i was about 9!
When I was little my mother had me and my sisters believe that play do was illegal in Rhode Island, which is my hometown. So we never bought it.
When I was about 6 or 7, my friend and I used to think stuffed animals were alive. We would even stand outside my bedroom door, hiding, to see if they would move. I was convinced that I had heard one breathing!
I used to think that my favourite stuffed animal, a rabbit, was able to fly. One day when I was at my Granparents, I left her (my bunny) on the kitchen hanging lamp. When I got back she was three feet away behind the washer and dryer! My Granpa was also astonisished and I still don't know how she got there to this very day!
I used to believe that all my stuffed animals were alive, and that they talked to eachother when I left the room.
When I was really little I thought Barbie's name was Barfie and I would argue with my parents about it for hours...I loved playing with "Barfie"
WHEN I WAS LITTLE, I ONCE LOOKED ON THE LABEL OF MY TEDDY. IT SAID "MADE IN ENGLAND". I AT ONCE ASKED MY MUM WHERE "ENJLAND" WAS, AND BELIEVED IT WAS WHERE THEY MADE THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE.
I always felt as though my stuffed animals had feelings. I knew they weren't alive, but I was afraid that if I spent too much time with one, the others would get jealous. And I never could give any of them away, being afraid that I would hurt their feelings. This was all before Toy Story ever came out as well.
I don't feel that way anymore, except I still can't bring myself to get rid of any of them..
I used to believe that the notice "batteries not included" on a gadget or toy meant that it didn't need batteries - as if it ran on magic or something. I thought toys like that sounded great, and I was bothered that my parents never bought me one.
there was a toy that came out in the shops, it was called car crusherI used to beleive that when u put the cars in the crusher the cars wud actually be crushed coz at the end u get this cube of screwed up metal i was really facinated with it and kept beggin my parents buy it,wernt till years later i found out the truth.
My sister and I used to believe that the tags on stuffed animals' bottoms were "substitute tails," just in case their real tails were to ever fall off.
When I was little my older sister told me that if I was nice to my stuffed animals they would come alive. So I gave them all my candy and had nice conversations with them! I still dont like to throw them away bcuz I feel bad for them! lol
When i was little i thought my stuffed teddy-bear was alive and whenever i wasn't looking it would try to sneak up on me to kill me so i always tried to watch it.