make-believe

I used to believe…

My nephew is about 9 now, but a few years ago he wanted to go into an old trunk of mine. I told him no and he was frustrated. He was about to cry when i told him that it was my sister Janelle's evil twin Danielle locked in there. He looked like he'd just gotten the pun to a big joke! He ran over and kicked it and said " I'm never letting YOU out!!!" Haha

I used to believe…

When i was little i used to be scared of the easter bunny because i thought it was a man dressed in a rabbit suite broke into my home and left me gifts.... On easter i used to stay awake all night cus i was scared lol

I used to believe…

When I was little, I used to have this imaginary friend named Tar, and I would talk to her whenever I looked in the mirror. Sometimes when she decided not to be in the mirror, I would just stand around and argue with her and there would be much telling to shut up. Sometimes I think that Tar decided to become my consience.

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One day my family talking about ghosts when my little sister piped "Remember when we saw REAL ghosts?" She looked so convinced that my mother dug into her head to find out why she was so convinced she saw a real ghost. Two years earlier we had been on the Haunted Mansion ride at Disneyland, and all of this time she had believed in ghosts!

I used to believe…

when mt best friend courtney and i were about 5 or 6 she told me that she was born in london england and she stould in front of a mirrior and started saying "bloddy mary" and bloody mary pulled her though the mirrior and she end up in london, ontario, canada

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When I was around 4th grade, I made up a little cat named Diana. She sat on my head all day long. One of my friends in the gifted program that I saw once a week had an imaginary dog that followed him everywhere. Everytime I saw this guy I would grab Diana off of my head and protect her because his imaginary dog would come up and eat her. This happened a couple of times. I got mad at him and I would kick his imaginary dog and stroke my dear Diana. o_o;

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When I was about 6 I watched a movie about faires. I believed they lived in tree stumps and under rocks. I also believed they would give you candy if you left a trade near the rock. So one day I left a ton of garbage from a dumpster in front of this massive rock I thought they were living in, in hopers of them taking the garbage and in turn leaving me loads of candy. However, I was saddened to find out their were not candy faries and that later my mom found out I had taken the garbage from the dumpster and left it in front of the rock and hence had to clean up all the garbage near the rock.

I used to always believe in the 'tooth fairy' without question. Until one time I lost a tooth and the tooth dairy never came. When I went and told my mom, she just told me to go back to bed and maybe the tooth fairy would get around to it. It became very clear that the tooth fairy wasn't real when my mom showed up in my room a minute later and slipped a dollar under my pillow. She forgot, oops!

I used to believe…

When iI was like 4,5,6 and possibly 7 i had this imaginairy friend named 'Occa'! The weird thing was i only talked to her when i was on the toilet, not any other time.

I used to think that angels walked on ceilings and had bows and arrows. They were green aliens with single eyes and they fought evil spirits while you were asleep

I used to believe…

When my famliy and I went to Disney World for th first time in 1998 we went on this "Hunted" ride and my sis the chiken rode with my older bro and half way thrugh the ride all you herd was this little 7 year olds voice yelling HELP THE BAD GHOSTS GETTING ME!!!!!!!! well need less to say we NEVER went on that ride again

I used to believe…

we all used to believe that if we knocked ten times on the toilet doors at school and say one two three bloody mary come to me, she would come or we would hear a noise, this would freak us all out and we would do it again and again!

I used to believe…

When i was little, about 6-7 i had an imaginary friend called sally.
she was a pink dragon :)
but one day she had to go meet her mummy dragon and become a cloud.
i actually believed this, so firmly that i punched my mother when she laughed about it when i told her.

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My younger friend Emelia really believes in fairies. She writes to them and she says that they write back. She wrote a letter to the 'Fairy Queen' and she supposedly wrote back. She showed me the letter from the 'Fairy Queen' and it suspiciously looked like her older sister's writing. She told me that the fairy queen used Zoe's writing book.

I used to believe…

Whenever I was in the car I'd pretend it was being chased by the Bomb Rat. I used to have pet newts, and they would eat these little cubes of "freeze-dried tubifex worms". I thought that whole concept was really fascinating, and it wound up the Bomb Rat's favorite food.

As we drove, blocks of this fish-food would fall from the sky into the Bomb Rat's mouth until he swelled into a sphere. His tail then became a fuse and he would roll after the car, ready to explode. He wasn't bad, though.

I used to believe…

Around the age of 6 I had a little fantasy I scared myself with where I thought I'd wake up to find a monster had literally grown out of me overnight. I pictured it as a sort of purple brain with beady eyes and lots of root-like arms. I eventually decided it wasn't such a scary thought because the creature would have to consider me its parent, and we'de be best friends.

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While playing in the basement at age 5, I was fairly certain I had seen a ghost for a split second as it turned a corner. It looked like my next-door neighbor, only flat like paper.

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Our house was and still is haunted by the ghosts of cats and everytime I go to bed I can feel one curling up by my foot and hear one mewing at my window some of them would even follow me to school, which made me scare my peers by rambling on and on about them but I really am glad that we still have ghosts though I do feel sorry for the poor kitties.