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I was a witch and the world depended on me to survive.I also thought I could do magic spells.
When I was five my dad, an amateur magician at the time, came up with a trick at the dinner table where he would put tangerine skins in his hand, rub a little, and -shazaam- there was a complete and undamaged tangerine. He did it like twenty times in a row, and I never knew how he did it or where the tangerines, let alone the skins, came from, but it was such a convincing show, I believed he could do magic until I was at least 11.
I believed magic tricks are performed by hypnotising people and it works through eyes. i experimented closing my eyes during magic shows many times just so it will not work on me. Didnt really work you see and now I am even more confused.
By the time my little brother was 3 I started doing magic tricks for him. I told him my magic was real and he belived it. Until I finally told him the truth when he was 5 he beleived I hid my magic from him in my large intestants!
When I was about 3, I was on a cruise ship with my family, when this older man began to show me some magic tricks. The man did that one trick where it looks like you seperate your thumb in half. After I was amazed by what I saw, I begged if I could borrow his now unattatched thumb so I could show my mom, he refused so I got on my hands and knees and pleeded. I've always been VERY gullible
When i was 4 or 5, i saw a statue "come alive" on T.V.
Later on , my mother received a statue as a gift. you could not keep me in the same room with that thing. I was absolutely terrified of it. I thought that it too would come alive and come after me. I'm 36 now and I'm still nervous around statues, busts, even big dolls.
I used to have a little plastic pig that I pointed to the teacher so she won't give me so much homework to do.
My brother believed that too, so I would keep the pig for one week and he would have it the other week.
When I was little, I used to believe that if i went head first into bed, with my feet by the pillow and my head under the sheets at the foot of the bed, that it would keep expanding and would become a magical passageway to Disney World.
When I was in 2nd or 3rd grade a friend told me I was magic and in order to find my magic wand I had to go to my closet and find a door and go in and I would be in a magic forest and find my magic wand there. I actually believed her and spent a long time looking for that door. LOL
Once when i wuz like 5 i wuz sleepin and i saw thingz walkin on ma roof. I told ma mom the next dai and she said that what i saw was magic and that onli bad girls can see those ppl. I found out like a week later that they were racoons . . . .. . ... . .i felt so dumb .. .
My friend's brother had made a strange looking staff with a fake deer skull on it for some school project. My friend told me it was the time staff, and if we tapped it on the ground, we could travel through time. We actually went 2 hours back in time, by checking the vcr clock and the kitchen clock before and after using the time staff.
When I was about two or three years old, my dad used to play a game with me. What he would do was take his socks off, then he made me run around the house for a few minutes. When I came back, he had no socks with him and claimed that he had the ability to send them to "Magic Land." When I ran around the house again, the socks were back in his hands. I believed this for about a month until my mom (who is a total killjoy) videotaped my dad and showed that he never sent the socks to "Magic Land," but hid them under the chair cushions instead. Boy, was I mad. I wouldn't speak to my dad for days. Still, sometimes I believe that there could be a "Magic Land" in existence when a sock turns up missing...
I use to believe that kissing your elbow would make you change your sex when you woke up the next day.
My Dad used to bring home mice from the pet store, and i believed him that he pulled them out from his belly button.
When my little brother was about 4 years old, whenever he did something that I didn't like, I would tell him that I have a magical spell to make a monster appear in the closet. And then I would say the "magical spell" inky pinky medusa. Then I will tell him that the monster is this ugly face woman with snakes all over her head for hair and she would have her snakes bite him...he would do what ever I tell him...he's 15 and still believes I have magical spells.
when i was about 4 or 5 i was in a train station and there was an old woman wearing a turban standing next to me and at the first sight of her i gasped "HOLY COW! ARE YOU A GENIE?"
we use to trick my youngest cousin on family car rides into thinking that my father's van could locate mcdonald's resteraunts. whenever he saw a mcdonalds in the diatnce he would start saying" beep, beep, beep" and my cousin would think that our van had a mcdonald's tracking devise in it.
when i was younger i convinced my cousin that a necklace i wore controlled the weather. it had different colored stones you could put in it and the blue was for rain, the yellow for sunshine and the white for snow. funny thing is, most of the time it worked...i almost started believing in it myself!
Till I was 8 I used to believe that whenever I needed to lock the door of the room i was leaving, I could do so by staring at it and saying Abracadabra(or osme other incantation). Of course, this used to work only when I didn't come back to check whether it worked because if I did, then my touch would open it.
When I was about 4 or 5 years old my two older brothers would have me sit on the couch and close my eyes. It was only then that the couch would magically begin to fly and take me all over the neighborhood. My brothers would say "Look! There's your friend! Ooh, there's the park!" I couldn't open my eyes until we were back in the living room. I think it's cute the way they took time to entertain me like that. If only couches could really fly...