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When I was a little kid, I recieved a wizard furby. It terrified me, because I thought it was going to come alive and destroy the apartment, or stalk me for the rest of my life or something. One day, we were going out, so I put the furby in a shoebox and covered it up with some kind of cloth, then I put it in a closet and locked it.
I was seriously afraid of furbies.
As a child I had a My Buddy doll. My mom loves horror movies, and she was watching Child's Play (Don't remember which one though) and I was being a pest as usual. She told me that my My Buddy doll looked like Chucky. Needless to say it ended up in the hallway that night and my door was shut!
When I was very young, I saw a Vincent Price movie called The House of Wax. The one part I vividly remember is when he was trying to fix the eyes on a wax figure he was carving by removing them, there were real eyes underneath - it turns out his dead girlfriend was under the wax. I had one of those dolls that had their eyes closed when they were layed down, and would open when you sat them up - every time I looked at the doll's open eyes I thought there was a real little head inside the doll head. That doll stayed facedown with a big book on her head for a LONG time.
if you put a broken toy in your dresser drawer and left it there for a really, really long tome (like a month) it would be fixed when you took it out,
When I was about 4 or 5, I believed that all my toys were real. I thought they came to life when I was out of the room, so I would try to look under the crack of my door to see if they were moving. I really wanted my "My Little Ponies" to come to life especially.
As A Child: I used to believe dolls and stuffed animals would GET YOU if you did not say goodnight to them every night and promise to save them if a fire should break out in the night
after watching back to the future i believed that if you road a bike fast enough it will turn in to a delorian and go back in time
I clearly remember believing as a small child that if I tried hard enough, I could squeze into my little toy jet and fly around the room. Sadly, it never did work.
I used to have a load of plastic terrapins which I kept in a plastic box. I kept them in the cupboard surrounded by ripped up newspaper in order for them to "hibernate".
I'd take them out every so often to make sure they were ok...
On the commercials for the game 'Trouble', they would show kids sitting around the board, pressing the little dome that the dice were in, and then suddenly they'd all pop out of their chair and laugh and giggle and have fun. I used to believe that this actually happened when you pressed the little dome. I wanted the game for a long time, and I played it at my cousin's house sometimes. But every time I pressed the dome, I wouldn't pop up and laugh and giggle and have fun, so I was convinced that his set wasn't working correctly. I never did buy the game.
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 had a love hate relationship with my doll, sarah. i couldn't sleep if i didn't have her in bed with me, mainly because i always had the sneaking suspicion that a witch had stolen her(or would, if i didn't hold her tight) and made her come to life so she could stab me with scissors. i still have the doll and i don't sleep with her anymore but everytime i see her i wonder if maybe i should. i hate having scissors in my room at night as well, just incase.
I used to believe that little , tiny people used to live in my plastic ride-on horse (the one on springs). I had to be very careful while riding it because I didn't want to upset their furniture.
When i was little and i saw skateboarders on tv, i always wondered how they would kick the board into the air. So one of my friends told me they had magnetic skating shoes and i asked my parents for a pair.
After i seen toy story i belived that my toys actually spoke and stuff!
i also used to throw them of my bunbeds to see if they would change their expressions ... but then i grew up SADLY lloll
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
when i was younger i used to surround my stuffed toys around me while i sleep, i did this to protect myself from dark spirits because i was convinced they would try to get to me because my mind was wide open at night, and that the feeling of someone watching me would go away.
The first (and last) time I flew a kite as a child, I was told that under no circumstances could I let go of the string.
One tug on that kite, and I was instantly terrified that a good gust of wind would come along, the kite would pull me right off the ground, and I'd be stuck in midair until I smashed into a tree, or until I lost my grip and plummeted to earth. I was in my 30s before I was willing to try it again.
When I was about 9 years old, I won a 6 foot tall yellow rabbit in a drawing. I propped it up in my room and, perhaps misled by it's life-sizeness, convinced myself that if he didn't eat, he would die.
I remember sneaking some of my mom's cherry cobbler in my room one night and trying to feed the rabbit. He didn't eat it, but I still have a vivid memory of his yellow and white face with red cherry juice on his felt tongue and whiskers.
As a child I believed that some of my crayons felt neglected and desperately wanted to be used when I was colouring. I always felt particularly sorry for poor old brown, who didn't get much use, and tried to use brown even when I didn't want to.
I also felt sorry for brown Smarties and tried not to eat them last.