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When I was little my parents had to take away my toys, because there was lice all over them - I didn't know that then - and they made up that they were having a vacation at the beach having a great time. They even told me that it might be a permanent vacation. I was convinced that I would never see them again.
When i was little i used to think that the ball pits in playgrounds had water in them, and that i would drown if i went in. It wasn't until i was too big for them that i learned otherwise.
I used to think that my stuffed animals got angry if I gave some more attention than others. every night before bed, I would kiss them each goodnight and plead for them not to attack me in my sleep.
When I was little I use to believe that we were like barbie dolls and people played with us and made us walk and eat
I used to believe that my stuffed animals should be rotated every night for which one would sleep with me or else the stuffed animals would get jealous if I slept with only one and would kill it.
One year, when I was like 7, I got a Super Nintendo for Christmas, but I didn't get it til Dec. 26 for whatever reason. After that, I was convinced that Santa was real and I used to believe that he could hear my thoughts. So one day I couldn't get my batteries into my Gameboy the right way so I left it on the kitchen table and walked away for a little while, sending mental messages to Santa to come help me, expecting to go back in there and find my Gameboy with the batteries and working.
I use to believe that if I cut off my dolls' hair, it would grow back. I also use to believe that my toy animals came to life when i left the house so I use to tape them down.
When I was little, I always believed that my stuffed animals were alive. They would talk to each other and play together, but only when no one else was in the room. I spent a lot of nights sleeping on the couch in the living room so they could have some fun together.
Also, whenever I dropped them I'd apologize for hurting them and kiss their boo-boos. I'd talk to them to, even though (I thought) they weren't aloud to talk back.
Some kids played with dolls, some kids played with action figures; I played with balloons. Whenever I'd get a balloon, I would name it "Mr. Balloony" and carry it around and talk to it like most kids would to a stuffed animal. Upon reflection, this may explain why to this day I have a fear of balloons popping.
I used to believe that everyone on earth was just really dolls for giants to play with.
I used to believe that every time I got out of bed at night, my toys would be alive and they would find me awake and try to come and eat my toes and fingers.
I believed that my toys were alive, so I would explain to them before birthdays and Christmas that new toys would be coming to my room but I still loved all of them equally.
I used to believe that if I didn't introduce my new Barbies to the old owns, they wouldnt get along. So every Christmas, I would set all the Barbies out and introduce them to each other.
i thought cannibals were the same thing as cannonballs. i remember my mother being very surprised when i told her i wanted a pirate ship with cannibals for christmas!
I believed my baby dolls hair grew just like mine. While giving my doll a haircut, my Mom tried to tell me it wouldn't grow back. I knew mine did and couldn't believe my Mom was so stupid.
When I was little my mom told me that dolls had actual feelings. She told me that if I was mean to my doll she could feel it. I believed her for a long time and I was always very careful when I played with them. One day I was playing with friends and we were playing with our dolls, I don't remember what led up to me saying "Doll's have feelings too". But my friends laughed at me hysterically and it was that day that I realized my mom had tricked me and I was angry at her and embarrassed too.
Once i saw a commercial, where a kid could transform a blank piece of paper into a 100 dollar bill, with this little machine. I thought to myself, if we had one we would never be poor again. So I took all of my savings, and bought that magic machine at the toy store. I returned home, full of anticipation, only to discover that it was "just a magic trick", and you needed a 100 dollar bill to make one. Boy was I disappointed!
When I was a little girl a friend told me that Peggy from the Muppets was evil and in the night she are going to kill me if I sleep in the same bedroom that the doll
I beleave that when I am out,my Monster High dolls have classes and my fairy dolls start to fly around the room!Bye!
My dad was dating an American woman who would come and visit us every now and then (we live in Chile). I once asked him "Where is she going to sleep"
"In my bed" he replied.
"Where are you going to sleep"
"In the couch" he obviously lied...
"And what are you going to do after we (my sisters and me) are gone?"
"Chat and probably go out to dinner"
Concerned about this I went back into my room and searched for my Jumanji board game. I handed it over to my dad and said "Here, you can have it so you wont get bored"