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I told my little sister that E.T. lived in my grandmother's room and he would come and get her if she wasn't careful. She would run past that room to get to hers.
I thought that the Mexican illegal aliens were aliens from space who were dressed up like Mexicans. Just like what I saw in Men In Black.
When i was 6 i would look out of the window every night (even today i still look out the window, it's soothing to me). One i saw all these lights in the sky, one every 2 mins. I was so convinced that these were alien aircrafts and so i scream, DAD WERE BEING INVADED BY ALIENS! QUICK DAD DO SOMETHING! My dad played along with it and didn't even think to explain to me what they really were. He told me if i went to go to sleep they wouldn't attack. I believed him and so i did. For years i believed that these lights in the sky were aliens out looking for me (for some odd reason) and so whenever i saw them i'd run to bed, i even had nightmares about this. It wasn't until i was 10 that i realised that they were airplanes coming into land at the nearby city airport. LOL
I used to believe when i turned my head my family went back to there alien forms and only looked human when i was looking at them
When I was young, we moved to the country. Whenever farmers fertilized the fields, I was convinced that aliens had landed and released toxic nerve gas that only affected your nose. I told no one, afraid they would take me if I squealed.
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 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.
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
I used to believe that if I didn't turn my light out at night, aliens would see the light from space and come and abduct me.
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 thought aliens would come to earth year 2000 because of a commercial were an alien ate a hot dog
When I was little I used to love playing with an old radio (making strange noises). My little sister was convinced I was in a conspiracy with aliens.
While on my way home from school one day I found a copper box the size of an old matchbox. I took it to my grandfather who told me it was an Alien Spaceship and that I should never open it. Forty-five years later, I still have the box and have never opened it afraid that I might let the Aliens out.
I used to think that my family were all aliens and they were trying to trick me into believing that they were humans. I was afraid that they were going to take me to their mother ship.
when i was little i thought every time i left the room my parents turned into aliens
Whenever I went to bed, I use to believe that when i flicked my light on and off I would signal aliens.
Several miles south of my house is a town with high street lights. So, at night, there is a straight dotted line of lights on the horizon. At the same time of me noticing it, I was annoyed with the "patrols" at our school who were crossing patrols. Almost everyone was a patrol. So, one night, when a friend came over, i told her that the patrols were aliens. A ufo would take them from the school to the party where the lights were and they'd peel off their skins and party and talk about us. She spent the entire night in fear. I was a cruel child.
When I was four or five I always wanted to meet aliens. I thought that I would build a flying car to visit them on the weekends. That never happened.
As a girl, I read lots of books about UFOs (pretty much the same type I still like to read, secretly). And I loved to read in bed, but then, of course, the lights had to go out --
One of the bedroom windows was small and high, and the light fell on the wall right across from me. At one point, I noticed that the shadow wasn't of a tree's branches any more, but of an oval shape on a dark stalk. It looked like the shadow of E.T.'s head and long neck. I stared at it for hours, frozen in fear. It would sway back and forth; it would vanish abruptly, and rise slowly back into view. This happened night after night.
I was so sure this was an alien. What else could it be? What would cast a shadow like that, or move like that? Eventually, I lay there long enough to figure it out. The alien's body was a metal pod buried just beneath the soil in the garden. It withdrew its head in the morning, and extended its neck at night. The alien was an investigator, not harmful or very friendly, but there to study human beings. There was a forcefield around my house that kept it from getting in, but it watched at my window anyway. It could sense if I thought too much about it, and that was why it sometimes ducked out of sight.
Today -- and I mean literally today, it took me that long to figure it out! -- I'm pretty sure it was the distorted shadow of a streetlamp that used to stand a few yards away.
When I was younger my older brother told me that I was a vulcan(from star trek). I believed him too because my ears were slightly pointed. He told me that one day they would come and take me back to their planet. It was a couple of years before I learned the truth, that star trek wasn't real.