toys

When I was nine, I was staying at a babysitter's house. My sister, who was about five, gave me these round things with holes that had little squares inside. She told me they were some of her toys that I could play with, and of course, I believed her. I was having a blast until the babysitter came in and caught me. It turns out that they were her mother's very beloved slide pictures. Oh boy, did I get in big trouble.

Still afraid of slide pictures

My sisters convinced me that the dog in their Barbie collection, an Afghan hound, had hair that would turn to wood if I got it wet. I thought I wasn't doing it right.

Doug

One time when I was playing with my barbies, I told my dad that I had this belief that my barbies were living their destiny. I was controlling them but I was also living out their fate u consciously. It got me to think that if it was this way, then we were also dolls in an imaginary world and other people were controlling us. And then there were people controlling them!

Anon

When I was a little boy, I used to believe that on Christmas day it was necessary to deposit a bowl of milk and cereals outside for Father Noel and his reindeers.
I thought that the reindeers put on weight a lot on Christmas day.

fireman

I distincly remember in the past if I didn’t go to my bed at 8 o’clock, a person would came to my home to take my toys to give them to children in the world and my parents wouldn’t buy new toys for me

Celia

I used to believe that cheating at cards was about the worst thing you could do. This was after I heard people talking about cheating and saying how horrible it was and acting like it was really bad. Cheating at cards was the only way of cheating I knew.

Anon

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.

Sheen

I used to believe that if i cut of my Barbie dolls hair that it would grow back.

Zena

I wanted my first bike so badly when I was little that I believed if I went out to the garden and asked God, there would be one under my bed when I went back indoors

Peter Peterson

I used to cut my doll's hair and stuffed animals' fur, believing that it would grow back...

Needless to say, it didn't.

Li

I used to believe that toy cars were called "Hot Wheels" because the tires were actually hot to the touch. I was disappointed when I got a Hot Wheels in a fast food kid's meal and the tires were actually room-temperature.

Kate

When I was six or seven, my mom opened up a toystore. She told me I could go into the back room. When I all I saw was a desk and some boxes, I asked "where are the elves?" I was so disappointed.

ev

after watching the borrowers as a little kid and that being my favorite movie i tholught that my dolls would come to life and talk to each other. so when i woke up i was so excited to see if they moved in a different spot...no luck the dolls never moved but i belived tha10

Hannah

When I was little, i used to believe that my dolls and teddies care me and they were always in silence because wanted just hear me and play with me and sometimes I cried because they never spoke with me and I believed that they were angry with me because I didn't sleep with all my teddies and dolls.

Jennifer Perales

When I was 4 or 5, I found a jacket on the ground at the park. My mom told me not to touch it, as it doesn't belong to me. I believed, for years, that if you take another kid's stuff they left at the park without them knowing, you could get in big trouble and you would never be allowed at the park again. I also told all my friends that.

Anon

as a child, my parents wouldn't allow me to play with toy guns because they told me they "didn't believe in guns". i took that to mean they did not believe guns exhisted, like when one says one doesn't believe in ghosts. i thought them very silly.

Anom

I used to believe that my stuffed animals had magickal protecting powers, and that if I didn't surround myself with my stuffed animals at night, that these evil people that looked like the people from the band Wicked Sister would break through my walls and try to hurt me. (I didn't believe in death...) It was my stuffed animals' 'magick powers' that saved me.
(I have NO idea how I got the idea that Wicked Sister lived in my walls... I was quite a weird child...)

I also thought that if I only slept with my favorite animals, and never with the other ones, that they ones that were left out would get sad and angry, and would use their 'powers' to hurt me. (Again, I didn't believe in death, so I didn't worry about that.)

C-duck

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!

Jo

whenever i was younger, i had a large porcelin doll collection in my room. they were all set up on a dresser that was next to my bed. whenever i couldn't sleep at night, i would look at my porcelin dolls and i could swear their mouths were moving! i thought they were thinking of ways to kill me in my sleep, and after about a week of those damn dolls and their moving mouths, i packed up my dolls suddenly and took them to the attic, without even giving an explanation to my mom...

HeL

I used to have a Tamagotchi, and I really thought that it could eat and drink- at one point I was trying to give it a carton of Ribena. I also tried to give it a bath; bad idea, because it burnt out and died. :(

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