make-believe

I used to believe…

when i was around 7 or 8, i REALLY REALLY thot there was a gorilla in my bedroom wall, and i was especially scared because my brother had made a small hole in the wall, so now i thot they could watch me, and when i wasnt looking the gorillaz would come out to eat me! i was really scared, like actually terrified to go to bed..

I used to believe…

when i was a kid my mother made me believe that santa was to be left ice tea or coffee instead of milk because he needed the energy for the rest of the night.well a few years later i finally relized why . my mother is lactose intolerant. and guess what her favorite drinks are?

I used to believe…

When I was a young child, I want to test if Santa really exists, so send a letter asking for my present a ride with him in the christmas day. Later, I realized that I would have to wait one entire year to get a real present just because I was wanting to test something that must be true, so I wrote another letter cancelling the ride and asking a Super Nintendo

I used to believe…

When i was living with my grandmother, my older cousin told us that the huge pine tree beside the house was haunted with ghosts, and that whenever the garden chimes rang, they came out. In the winter, my two cousins, me and my sister built a 3 ft. fort and hid behind it so the ghosts couldnt get us when the chaims rang.

I used to believe…

My older couisn loved telling ghost stories to her younger brother, me, and my younger sister. We had just moved up near her, living with my grandparents while our house was built. She said Ghosts didn't like purfume, so we sprayed everything-the beds, walls, windows, fan, books, even each individual card out of a deck-with purfume in me and my sisters room. When our parents found out, they made us scrub it off the walls and everything.

I used to believe…

when i first moved to be closer to family, my older cousin told her little brother, me, and my little sister about ghosts living around us all the time. We had just built our house when we went exploring with my dad in the backyard, when we found a big bumb in the ground. Daddy said that a big bear was buried their, and in turn my cousin told us that the ghost bear was living in our cellar. the cellar is divided into two rooms: the actual hard-floor, and a carpated area where we all sit and watch tv at night. Once when i was cuddling with my mom, i saw through the cat door into the hard-wood area a glowing light. i was convinced this was the Ghost Bear.

I used to believe…

when I was in 1st grade to about 3rd grade I had a imaginary friend, well he wasn't a friend he was a really tall man that dressed in all black and he was really mean and scary. He never talked he only laughed when he did something mean to me. Everytime I got hurt or got in trouble it was because of the Mud-Man becuz he did it but my mom and dad couldn't see him so they blamed me. I sat on so many times outs because of him. After awhile he was only in my dreams and he would always push me in mud puddles and trip me and make me fall, and I was stuck in the dreams until someone woke me up.

I used to worry about how Santa could get into our house safely. We had an oil burning stove and the Chimney was very small. Even if he had enough Magic to get down the Chimney..... it would burn him up when he got there. I was so upset about Santa burning up, that my Mama finally told me that, she left the door unlocked just special on Christmas Eve so that Santa could come in. That helped me to come up with special stories for my children when we had no chimney or fireplace for him to come down. I was thrilled, as an adult, when the movie "The Santa Clause" came out! That just answered all of my questions!

I used to believe…

When I was about 5 or 6 I had a semi-imaginary friend. My bathroom was painted with a feather duster (twisted it in circles so it wasn't completly painting just swirls of colors) One part of the wall that you faced when you sat on the toliet the paint made the shape of what I saw a Snousher dog. And I remember sitting on the toliet talking to that dog that lived in the bathroom. I remember one time very well , when my mom kept knocking on the door asking who I was talking to and why I was taking so long because we had to leave. I told her I was talking to the dog, she must of thought I was crazy considering we didn't have a dog. I was so sad cause I had to leave my bathroom friend to go run errands with my mom.


Also in our other bathroom it was also feather painted, in the bathtub up above where the plastic stops and its the wall was painted and I found that the paint formed a horse head so, I had a friend on the toliet in one bathroom and a friend in the shower in the other bathroom... hehe

I used to believe…

iw as told that the "safeway Gremlins" would come out from under crawlspaces in safeway (at night) and rearange the items. since I jumped and made lots of noise on the crawl spaces, i thought they'd come up and eat me!

I still wont jump on safeway crawlspaces...

I used to believe…

Ok I'm 11 now and I have a cousin Scarlett 7 who thinks that we are witches. My imagenary name is DragonStone and her's is MoonFire. We aren't witches but she thinks we are so we walk around putting spells on Hillary Duff (her idea) and scaring the crap out of her little sister Amie 5 who is afraid of witches. Also we are friends with the faerie clan who is ruled by all these freaky faeries that Scarlett made up like: Senrya, Vecepianaah, Nooria, etc. But I wonder when she's gonna stop beliving in these things... Allthough it was my fault I'm the one who told her we were witches and faeries were real... LOL. haha

I actually had imaginary friends that were devils. It was a mother and a father devil and their little boy and girl devil. I used to talk out loud to them ands was once told by my pre school teacher that i needed to stop because i was scaring the other kids. I also had a little girl imaginary friend and a wolf that only came out at night to potect me. I was avery creative little kid at 3.

I used to believe…

When I was about 6 or 7, i had an invisible best friend who was a cow, her name was Bessie. I let her sleep in my room and eat meals with me, one day we were sitting down for dinner which was hamburgers, I asked my mom what we were having "beef" she said, because I didn't know beef was cow and pork was pig etc.. I asked what beef was, my brother, jokingly responded "Bessie" I ran away crying. I still don't like burgers

i used to beileve that if you where bad Santa brought you a bag of light switches. My parents never wipped me so I had no idea there was any other kind of switch. I was 5

I believed in Santa until I was ten, even though I pretended I didn't. Then my parents wrapped the little presents for the stocking in the same paper they'd used to wrap the presents under the tree which I'd always known came from them. Sadly I was smart so I realised the truth and there were tears on Christmas morning!

I used to believe…

When I was little, I believed that if a tooth fell out the mouth and i put under my pillow when I went to bed, the Fairy God Mother would come and take the tooth and leave me money.