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I used to believe as a child that my toys could come alive, like in the movie "Toy Story". So at times, I would leave my room very prominently (so that I could make my toys think I was leaving), then I would sneak back in to catch my toys "being alive". I would also often tell them that it was okay to "be alive" in front of me, and that I knew their secret. I stopped believing this at the age of 7.
When I was little I firmly believed that all my dolls and stuffed animals were alive, and simply could not tell me because it was against the rules of their world. Based on this, I would have long, heartfelt, tearful conversations pleading with them to talk back to me. I would cry and plead and promise that they really, really could trust me because I would never tell anyone their secret. I used to read my dolls bedtime stories and tuck them in at night. I worried that, since they were alive and all, they might be hurt or jealous of one another if I did not spend equal amounts of time with each one. Some nights I remember really wanting to go to sleep, but having to make the rounds among my dolls, reading each her own story or promising to read her a longer story the next night if I didn’t have time…
I used to believe that child line sold childrens toys
when i was little after i saw that movie toy story that my toys would come to life so i would sit there sometimes begging my dolls to talk to me and telling them i know they are real.
when i was 4, my grandmother bought me a little basketweave type mini suitcase. It became my traveling companion for every four hour trip to her house, filled with crayons, paper, and my favorite blankie. My mother would ensure that i had it along by telling me that it was my responsibility to take care of. The name stuck to it forever...
My cousins to this day are jealous that I had "a responsibility" and they didn't...
I still have the basket - and it still has it's name "responsibility"
I used to think my stuffed dogs and mechanial dogs (like iPuppy) were real. I would always try to make my parents go home in the middle of an event, like dinner, so I could feed them or put them to bed. I even game my 100's of toy dogs unique names, and put them with their family or friends. My parents and older sister always thought this was strange because they'd ask me, "Are you just pretending your stuffed dogs are real or do you really think they are real?" I would always reply with a stern and confident, "I think they are real." I kept pretending until I finally got a real dog. Then I wasn't strange anymore..:)
I had a stuffed rabbit once, and every night i would tie a string around its neck, and tie the other end to my bed post. I thought that if I believed in it enough, the toy would become real, like in the Velveteen Rabbit. I still have the rabbit, but no longer believe this lol
I believed my stuffed animals would get jealous if I did not take turns sleeping with them. I thought they would kill me, my family, and each other if I didn't give them attention one at a time. I made a schedule for sleeping with 2 at a time.
I once watched the Curse of Chucky at my nana's. It scared me so much I wouldn't go anywhere by myself. I am still afraid of Chucky, and I'm now ten! I can't sleep by myself or be the last one asleep, because Chucky might get me!
I used to think that my little pony was real and that my toy ponies would come alive when i wasn't looking.
Remember the care bears? My sister had a nice collection of them all with their cute little curls of hair. Until I told little trusting sis that yes, it will grow again if you cut it all off. Should have got in trouble for that one but sis started crying at dad for shouting at me.
when i was a little kid i used to think my toys were living and when i wasnt looking they would say mean things about me
When I was little my older sister told me that if I was nice to my stuffed animals they would come alive. So I gave them all my candy and had nice conversations with them! I still dont like to throw them away bcuz I feel bad for them! lol
when i was little i used to believe that my sisters porcelin dolls were going to come alive and crawl up my bed posts to come an attempt to kill me, the same applies to clowns and cute fluffy bunny rabbits. I've been paranoid since!
I used to believe that all my dolls were alive. It all started after watching the movie "Child's Play" where that boy gets a doll from his mum and it turns out to be alive and it's evil. I believed that all my dolls were alive so I used to lock them away in my wardrobe to stop them from getting out and forcing me to do things. Every night I hear noises coming from my wardrobe...I know they want out but I don't know how much longer I can handle the stress. They're getting inside my head!
Ok, When I went to bed I had to bring all my dolls and stuffed animals to bed with me and also cover them up with a blanket, cause I would hurt their feelings or they would move their eyes at me and try to scare me or something ..... sketchy
When I was small and when I saw the older kids firing their cap pistols, I thought they were real bullets. I ran in the house and hid until they were through playing "cowboys and Indians".
I used to believe that my toys would (mostly my transformers) come alive and cast a spell on me to turn me into a Boy Toy. I always was waiting for me to be a toy but I thought that they couldn't do it because I needed to set the ceremony and the magical altar and I would set up a big Lego circle and put a toy fire on it for the ritual and would like dress(?????) the wizard toys in my toy wizard robes and hoped it would work then I realized that I needed a sacrifice so I would cut out a hand drawn stick figure and sense my Lego thing was a trapdoor I put it there it did not work part of me still believes it!! Uh Oh!
When I was little I LOVED Barney. My mom had took me grocery shopping with her when I found a little Barney stuffed animal. I begged her and begged her for it. When I seen it.. I couldn't believe it! I was in shock, I mean BARNEY.. here! FOR SALE! She looked at the price and put it back. She mumbled something about getting a knock off that looks the same but is cheaper. I insisted I do not want that one, I want THIS one. She Didn't realize I wanted THAT one because that one would come to life like Barney does, but the cheap knock-off wouldn't.
I used to believe that everyone on this planet where dolls controlled by a little girl up in the sky and we all had keys in our backs, so when we would sleep she would wind our keys back up, and as i had dolls i thought i controlled their life!
I know I was and still am a weird kid, I'm only 14!