make-believe

I believed that on an escalator the green light that can be seen between the steps were made by aliens and that eventually they would find a way out to get us.

I used to believe…

When we were little my brother and i used to sneak under our parents bed covers all the way down to the bottom end of the bed and think that little thumb size people lived down there in a town called cockington green. We used to talk to them and watch them and everything. The things you think of when you are little!!

I once believed that Santa was secret organization of millions of old men who dressed in red suits giving presents that were bought by taxpayer's money via the government. This was what I convinced myself of when I was probably about 10.

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when i was little i wrote aletter to Santa left him cookies and carrots for his reigndeer. The next morining i went to see if he lef t a note for me. And in my dad's handwriting it said my reighndeer only like mushrooms they think carrots are gross. So i did not think santa could be that rude. An d i found out santa wasnt real iwas so sad.

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hehe! when i was in first grade, i used to take the bus to school. anyway, i was waiting in my driveway (before we got it paved) and i saw a mud puddle. i decided that he would be my friend and i named him Sandor (lol, dont ask). i would talk to him while i waited for the bus. hehe! the bus driver thought i was crazy.

i was pretty sad the day Sandor "died" and we got our driveway paved ;(... lol, i was weird ^_^

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when I was young, about from when I was 3 up until I was about 11 at the latest, I used to see black shadows running down my stairs, I swear it looked real.... I used to chase after them but they seemed to dissapear halfway down.

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When I was 6,7,8,9 -10 years old I used to have bilions of toys. Just before I went to bed I would think about a laser protecting all my toys and evry room in my house. I went around and touched EVRY toy then went to sleep. Also I was so afriad of puttting a foot or leg outside my blankets as they were saving me from ghosts.

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When I was 3 I used to believe that when ever I slept in my mom's bed there was a ghost ,that had a blue cap.When ever I looked at it the ghost would turn me in to a ice cube.

I used to get left home a lot as a chld because my Mum could not rouse me from watching Sesame Street ... this was not a problem because i was not really alone.. My dad was in the hop fileds working.. but see... one time the show finished before she got home, and I couldn't find her... I thought the fairies had taken her and hidden her in the rose buds in her garden.
I spent the next few Hours( i think... time perception is not great if you hadn't learnt time telling) pulling apart every single rose bud on her bushes looking for her, crying hysterically...

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when I was younger I never wanted my parents to keep my lost tooth under my pillow, becase I was scared of little flying things like make belive faries and bugs

I used to think that there were these wierd black imp things living in our house. I used to think they were evil and did bad things. When someone did something bad i thought that an imp had possesed them and made them do it. Then when I turned 9 and started playing UT 2003, I pretented that i would shoot them with guns and that was the only way to kill them. I also thought that the can of whoop-ass was a huge bomb and would kill all the imps. From then on I searched endlessly for the can of whoop-ass. Then I got my hands on a can of beans without a wrapper. I opened the can and ate it all. Then i pretented I had Godly powers and could kill the imps by poking them.

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When I was young I used to think that there was an evil witch in the walls of the house and that she would get angry and cast an evil spell if we knocked on the wall. I stayed away from the wall most of the time and when I hit the wall I ran away.

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For the longest time, my little sister believed she was a vampire. Why? Because she can't balance a spoon on her nose. And everyone knows that only vampires can't balance spoons on their noses...

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In kindergarten, after school, I used to hang out with some " cool, grown-up," fifth graders, Roxy and George.Being six years old, naive and superstitious, (sp?) I believed in a ghost they told me about, Marley.Marley was a headless clown-ghost in chains who ate brunettes.I WAS A BRUNETTE! Roxy was a brunette too, and she told me we would be safe on the slide, because Marley was afraid of yellow.George, the blond "dare devil' would get on top of the jungle gym and chant "Marley is coming!Marley is coming!" in a most somber voice.After a while, he would tell Roxy and I that Marley was on my lap, or in the playgroung swings beside us.
Little did I know that George was best friends with my best friend's ( Ashley) brother, who was an evil goth to me.After school one day, I was at ashley's house, playing with barbies.I had just told her all about Marley, when we heard a jingling sound , ( The jingling sound was the metal chains, spikes etc. on her brother's pants.) We heard I deep, moaning sound, so we hid under the bed. We saw a clown wig and attatched mask clovered in paint or ketchup and screamed our heads off!
Then ashley's big bro snuck up behing us and moaned.We screeched bloody murder! I was so scared I peed all over the carpet!

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When I was young, I had an imaginary friend named Kera. She was short and had ugly glasses and a terrible hair cut. As I got older, even into my teens, she grew up with me. She always helped me decide things about boys and usually was right. Then she left after my real best friend claim she was really an evil spirit

I had many imaginary friends when I was little...at first, they were just some dog pets nobody could see except me... then I started to believe I was a Pokemon trainer...
I only had one human imaginary friend, it was girl a little bit older than me, very pretty, with blond hair and blue eyes, but I can't remember her name...
Imaginary friends I can most remember were made-up creatures called Emoties. They had long ears and big, cute eyes, each one represented one emotion, such as love, hope, sadness, faith...They were white, but their paws and ears were different colors, depending on which emotion they represented. They were cool. : ))

I used to belief everything my older brother said, so when he told me all about magic land I wanted to go there. All I had to do was find the magic sticks in the garden and break then in half to build up my powers. Then we would hold hands and spin in a circle to transport to magic land, I would never make it and would have to go back to finding my magic sticks untill next time.
Another one was when I had to get tubes in my ears to help me hear better, my brother had told me that my ears would be cut off, this lead to me escaping from my hospital bed and be chased down the hallways untill I eventually fell asleep from my anesthetic.

i used to believe when i was four that santa was actually anevil demon sent by the devil to bribe little kids into liking him and then take them away forever and make them work for him in his toy shop....of course, i learned that that wasn't real when i told my mom that story and she told me that santa was a kind and jolly man that gave out presents to boys and girls to reward them for their good behaviour.