In the "Berenstain Bears" books, the bears are said to live in "Bear Country". Because of this, I thought that they lived on another planet, which was kinda like Earth but each country had a different species running the show (like there was a Cat Country, a Lizard Country, etc) and that somewhere on their planet there was a Human Country which was just like our world but a single country.
I had this weird thing where my mum would give me a back rub to stop me from being worried. After a few tries, we found out that talking about my worries was more effective, but when she did the back rub thing she claimed that she was "sending my worries to space". That gave me the belief that emotions were physical things that were just intangible and invisible (like water vapor) and I was worried that if she sent my worries to space, it would cause aliens to become randomly afraid because they'd "possess" them or something.
I got given a box of slime marked "alien puke" and asked if E.T. was all right.
When I was small, my friend told me that if you had two radios in the same house tuned to the same station, you could summon aliens to the house. It has yet t work, but I haven't given up trying.
I used to think that the static on the tv was an alien language telling us that the word is ending and we were all going to die
I use to believe a man name parker was going to kill me at the middle of the night.....
I used to believe aliens are real.
I still do.
My father used to watch a lot of those shows about people getting abducted by aliens. It got to the point where I believed that if I slept facing the window I would be abducted. If I wanted to sleep on my right side I would put my pillow at the other side of the bed so I could sleep comfortably without being abducted.
When I was liitle, I used to believe that if a spider would bite me than I would become Spider-Man!!!
I Believed in ET
I used to believe that teletubies where a kind of aliens
I used to believe that everyone would definitely get abducted by aliens at least once in their life. Like it was a fact of life that just happened to everyone.
I believed that my real family were aliens, and they would come in the middle of the night to take me back home. However, they would only take me back if I was awake and waiting for them.
In fourth grade, there was a kid in our class who insisted he was Martian. This went on all year. One day, playing this game of forcing people into the "Kootie Box" (a painted rectangle on an outside schoolwall), we all pushed the kid into the Kootie Box and he bumped his head. He promptly grew an egg sized and shaped lump in the middle of his forehead (he was not otherwise injured). For years afterward, my friends and I were convinced he was telling the truth.
When I was a kid I believed that I was one of many locked in tiny rooms where the walls, floor and ceiling were like big tv screens that made up a world around me, people and objects were like holograms.. I was always in the middle of the room and was never gonna get out, and that there were aliens monitoring our reactions to then take over the earth knowing exactly what humans would do... I still haven't found a reason why it couldn't be possible
As a girl I used to live in Mexico. During the day everything appeared normal. However, at night I believed that everyone except my brother and I were aliens. I remember I used to pray that the aliens would not control our minds and thoughts.
When I was a kid I used to believe that my perent's were aliens and I was the only human in the house.
I used to think that the Predator was sitting in the tree outside of my bedroom window. I used to build up my comforter thinking it would shield my body heat.
PS. I still think he is there ;-)
When I first heard of the movie "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" I thought that the Third Kind was the name of the alien race on it. I figured humans were the First Kind but wasn't sure who the Second Kind would be..
When I was a kid I would always see these little yellow lights at my window. I was convinced that my neighbors across the street were aliens and were pointing lasers at me to collect data.
Much to my dismay, and my mother's hilarious pleasure, they were just fireflies.