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From watching Toy Story 2, I used to believe toys were alive, and running around my room when I wasn't around. So, when I was 5 or whatever, I'd go out of my room, and open the door alittle bit and see if my toys were doing anything...they were just sitting there.
when i was younger my mum bought me a teddy clown that had a tear drop coming from its eye and i always thought it was freaky and it was kept on a shelf opposite my bed. one night my parents let me watch poltergeist and the clown was just like mine. after watching this i got my clown by the head and smashed it repeatedly face first into my bed posts to make sure it was dead.
I used to believe "cleaning" ment to put your toys and clothes in the garbage can. Would avoid "cleaning" at all costs, but when I had to, I carefully stack the least wanted toys and clothes into the garbage can, "hiding" the stuff I didn't want "cleaned". Needless to say I threw away a lot of my toys and clothes.
When I was little I was always afraid that our house would be on fire, and that my toys would burn inside the house. So for a period I had all my toys in boxes by the door so that if the house started burning I could just grab them on my way out. This never happened, however, so after some time I put the toys back into my room.
when i was youger i used to believe that teddies protected you from evil things and that if you didnt treat them good they wouldnt protect you
When I was about 6 or 7 I had one of those dolls that if you lift its arm, its hair grew. Well from that doll, I convinced myself that if I cut my pound purries whiskers that they would grow back, because the hair did on that doll. I cut its whiskers, and when I was done reality hit. I was devestated...I couldn't believe what I did to my pound purrie. I even told the stuffed cat that her whiskers would grow back...it took a lot of convincing of the cat to cut her whiskers in the first place.
When I was a child, 5-7 age, I HAD to turn all the heads around on my dolls,at night, as I thought they 'watched' me as I slept.
They actually frightened me, and I had no scary movies to varify that.
Never was crazy about dolls
I used to believe my stuffed aninimals were paralyzed by my presence so I would hide in the closet and then pop out suddenly hoping to catch them moving.
when i was little i thought that toys had parties wee little partys when you would leave home
I used to beleive that barbies were aliens......... I was very afraid of them and always treated my barbies with respect.
When I was young I used to believe that the A La Cart Kitchen really did heat things up. In fact, I was 20 years old before I was told it didn't cook at which point I realised that small children and hot things probably don't go well together.
I used to believe my toys were jealous of each other, so I had to be nice to them all, and say good-night to them each, like a parent.
When I was fairly young, my sister and I were playing a game with a friend. We were pretending to be spies or something of the sort and were coming up with some pretty ingenious ways to eradicate evil-doers. One of these methods involved us skidding around the drive as we pretended to dice up the bad guys with our imaginary "roller blades" after incapacitating them.
As a six year old who only ever used traditional skates, I never questioned the logic behind why we all thought the wheels on roller "blades" were actual "blades", thus capable of being used in a lethal manner.
When I was around 6 or 7, I was scared that robbers would break into our house and steal my favorite doll. She was valuable to me, why wouldn't she be valuable to robbers?
I used to believe that realistic looking toys could actually see. But only the shadows of things.
When I was just a kid in kindergarten...I used to belive god looked like one of the dolls I would play with in daycare! It was dumb!
Every time I walk out of the room my Pony in My Pockets move out of my little pony house. Is this just a fluke or are they alive? My house is only 1yr.
old!!! None of my other toys move just my ponies. I do not share a room. My siblings deny touching them. Those toys moved in my room while my whole family was dining!!
When I was in daycare, one of the forms of entertainment consisted of a toy catalog and a small adding machine (like a typewriter but with only numbers). We would look through the catalog, finding things we wanted, and put the number into the machine.
I believed the numbers it printed on the paper actually represented the things in the catalog, so I typed in the number for some "scary" plastic bugs hundreds of times. Then I would use the strips of paper to scare girls.
Weird thing is - it worked.
i swear my teddy bear is alive. i used tobe afraid of it and still am. because it said to not be afraid and it was my gaurdian.
i'm 11 and i still believe my toys come alive and protect me one time i had my doll angelina with me on the couch watching tuff puppy and when i came back with soda she was on the ground maybe my dog spike or my cat luna did that but they werent around so when my family all went out i used my mic to spy on my toys then when i came home to think they were having a party i thought i heard them talking