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When I was younger we used to own Wheel of Fortune for our computer. When ever I won the game I would pick the Limo prize that was offered and, excitedly, look through the phonebook for limo companies to choose.
I learned about Mardi Gras in French class when I was like nine or ten...a big age for taking everything too literally for me. When I learned what the classic bead colors meant (purple=justice, green=faith, and gold=power), I thought that if you got beads of that color, that was the trait you inherited from the beads by some magical thing. Because of this I would always go on a wild goose chase every school Mardi Gras celebration for gold beads, but purple worked just fine too...if I couldn't have power I might as well have justice, but I could care less about faith, so everyone could keep their green beads. In fourth grade my French teacher gave out purple Mardi Gras beads..she had a gold, but it was her only gold so she couldn't give it out. I got REALLY upset, but I decided to be satisfied with justice. I ordered a big bag of Mardi Gras beads of every color off Oriental Trading soon after that, so I was finally happy 'cause I had all three now.
Now I'm sixteen and I still believe in the colors and their traits and that the bead color determines your own traits, still through some magical thing, and I got gold beads in school today and I like held on to them like a lifeline for that "power" trait for the whole day, but I'm not as obsessive over it as I was when I was ten, as I was willing to give the elusive power beads to a friend who didn't get any beads at the end of the day.
The end. Happy Mardi Gras, I Used To Believe!
I used to believe that when a bubble popped, it would go to bubble heaven.
I thought my stuffed animals had feelings. I had so many of them they all wouldn't fit on my bed, but I didn't want to leave them out. So, half way through the night I'd want space and go on the floor. Then I would feel bad and take them with me. I'd keep switching back and fourth all night long.
When I was a little girl, my parents would sometimes tape record my voice just for fun ... and probably also to preserve the sound of my little voice for when I got older, so that I could hear what it sounded like. :) Anyway, one day my mom and I were playing and she had me speak into the tape recorder just for fun. She played it back to me, and I was *so* confused ... I asked her who the little boy was inside the machine. I thought that there was actually someone inside there talking. She said, "That's you!" I didn't believe her. :)
After I had saw Toy Story...I was convinced that my toys too could talk so my mom would find me coming in andout of the room and then sitting and looking under the door of the room...thinking that i would see one my toys talk or move.
i used to believe that my barbie doll`s hair would grow back if i cut it.. so i did try cutting it but it never grew back.. XD
I used to think that maxi pads were Barbie beds, all of my barbie's slept on nice big cushiony beds. When my big sisters would run out of them they would send me to the corner pharmacy to get them some "Barbie beds"
I used to believe my dolls came to life when I wasn't looking. I would always try to sneak up on them to catch them moving around.
I never like to get rid of old toys because I thought I would hurt their feelings.
When my grandparent came back from a trip to hawaii they gave my father a little bike that worked just like a real one. He showed it to me and told me that a mouse rode up to the house but our cat had scared it off and it left its bike. I believe that for SO many years!
when i was young i had a stuffed mickey mouse doll, and 1 day when i came home i couldn't find it, until i saw him hanging from the clothesline, i asked my mum what had happened and she told me that he got out and was playing with the hose and got himself wet, and she hung him there so that he could dry and not run in the house and wet everything.
When I was a very little girl, my cousin said the Barbie doll eats apples and she put the dolls mouth to an apple and showed me the apple where she "took a bite" it looked convincing enough to me so everytime I had an apple, I had to find my Barbie doll to share a few bites with her. My mom, bless her soul, helped me for a good 20 minutes searching for my barbie doll until I found her. Now I know why she quietly giggled when she found the barbie and I gave barbie a bite of my apple.
Since I was 4 my mum spent most of the year in hospitals with my baby sister so I wa reased by my grandmother and I slept in a huge living room all by myslef. I used to think that my Teddy a blue bear has a tape insed him that my mum could take and listen from time to time(i still don't know where from I got the idea) so every night before I got to bed I used to talk with my teddy and explain him how was my day, sing songs tell poems.
When I was younger, like 4 years old, I would run throughout the house collecting every single shoe I could find. I would then line them up back-to-back in the hallways and pretend they were cars. And of course, I would get mad when my oldest brother would knock them out of order or pick out his shoes. I would say to everybody in my house to not touch the shoes until they all get home. Apparently, "home" were their closets and I would run from the front of the line all the way to the back moving the shoes inch by inch. I eventually grew out of this phase when I was 7 years old when we moved into a new house where the closets had shelves inwhich everybody would put their shoes on. And of course, they would be too tall for me to reach, lol! I'm now 14 and can't believe I ever played with shoes!
I thought that there were little tiny people who lived in my fisher-price record player, i insisted i could see their sofa when i looked in the speaker slits and went as far as to mush up candy and push it in so they would have something to eat
I used to believe that the toys were like in the movie "Small soldiers" and would come to life when you wernt looking at them!
When I was younger I used to believe that when I wasn't looking my toys would come to life and start talking to eachother and stuff but when I looked they would be in the same exact spot!
I used to believe that my toys would get cold at night so i always put them on the bed and under the covers when i went to sleep.
P.S Totally because of toy story. =P
When I was about 3-4 years old I used to think that I could remove my baby brother's head just like I could with my action man!