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when i was 2 i'd been naughty for my mum nd she'd put my snoopy teddy in the washing machine,she came up behind me while i was watchin snoopy go round and round, and sed "help me charlee,help me, im drownin!" i was tryin to open the washin machine for ages while me mum was lafin! i didnt let her touch him 4 2 weeks!!
When I was like 7 I thought that when you go to school your toys are planning a way to kill you.(I watched Chuckie)
That my My Little Pony doll could grow it's hair after I cut it. Later I found out that it was two seperate dolls.
I used to think that the Malibu Barbie would get a tan when you put her in the sun. I was really disappointed when I saw she was already brown when you bought her.
My Girlfriend used to believe that carebares lived in the clouds.. Imagine her discust when she went away on holiday on an aeroplane, looking out for the carebares, but couldn't find any! :P
When I was little, I had a favorite stuffed animal; a beluga whale. I also at the time thought all toilets led to the ocean, and when you flushed, your... whatever... then went to the ocean. I loved this stuffed animal so much that I thought he should be free to swim with his kind. I was heartbroken the day I realized I had to flush him so he could be with his family. My father, needless to say, was pretty disgusted when I had him pull the little white wale back out of the toilet. After many, many washings and many, many years, I still have that stuffed animal.
i thought the world was controlled like a BIG BIG doll house. that a little girl was in control of EVERYONE and EVERYTHING. so when we went driving in the car i would constantly look out the window and try to get a look the top of our car (thinking there was going to be her hand). so one day i told my mom what i thought and she just laughed and said that i was right. thanks to her i still sometimes think it's true!
When I was about 5, I got a Cabbage Patch Kids doll. She had red hair, and I once heard my mom refer to it as "Fire Red" hair. I made my cabbage patch sleep under the covers because I was worried that if her hair showed, it would catch the room on fire when I was asleep.
when i was young, i used to think that my doll and stuffed animals and sheets and pillows and the stuff on my dresser would get cold at night. so i decided that each one should get a chance to sleep under my blankets to get warm one night a week. that lead to crowded beds, and sometimes, i even slept on the floor. I believed that my pillow and sheets had the highest standards, so they could get two nights a week.
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, I was very selfish, and when my stuff animals got so old, the stuffing would come out, I wouldn't let my mom throw them away because the poor kids who went through the garbage would get it!
I remember hanging my littler brother's stuffed bunny to the monkey bars by its ears and, to the horror of my little brother, threw rocks at it. My little brother told my mom about it, and she said that i would be lucky if 'mr. bunny' didn't become animated when i was asleep and tell all of his friends to get revenge on me. I would lock my door and sleep with my toy dart gun 'just in case.'
when i was 9 years old and younger, i had a collection of barbies, after seeing the movie "chuckie" i was terribly scared. i'd imagine my barbies in the nude having a wild party while i was sleeping and when i'd wake up, i'd see them, and they would attack me. so i had a younger cousin who adorred dolls so i gave them to her. now i'm not AS scared but i'm still afraid of the dark. i'm 12 years old now.=)
When I was four years old I had a Batman piggy bank. I believed that if I left it in a dark room that it would become real and that I could play with him. I did this for a good couple months before giving up on the idea that Batman and I could be friends.
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.
When i was young i used to have a lamb teddy that i took everywhere with me and i would never let my mum take it off me it used to smell so bad and it was sooooo dirty but everytime she tried to take it off my i would scream like mad. so when i went to sleep at my grans house my mum didnt put my toy lamb in the bag so i didnt get to sleep all night and when i went home in the morning the first thing i did was go and look for him.
after about 10 mins looking for him i ran to my mum who was in the garden and to my horror i saw baa lamb hanging on the washing line an i thought that my mum had killed him.
My best friend convinced me when I was five that we could drive to Christmas in a toy firetruck. This was a very exciting concept.
One day for Easter my parents gave me a toy rabbit, which they hid in a cupboard. When I found the toy, my mother threw her voice and made the rabbit speak to me. For years after, I spent hours trying to get the rabbit to speak again - I thought my toys could talk but chose not to when I was awake.
I used to believe that toys could talk and stuff like in toy story. So I would set my cowboy and indian plastic things up and walk out of my room. Go down the hall. Then run back and try to see them fight.
I had one of those treasure trolls when I was growing up. The ones that you rub the jewel on their belly button and make a wish. All of my friends used to make wishes on them all the time, but I knew they weren't too smart. If they used up all of their wishes, when they REALLY needed something, their troll wouldn't be able to help them!!!