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When my brother was only two or three, he was sitting in his carseat, shouting out spells from Harry Potter and waving a stick. Every time he did this, my dad would secretly turn on the windshield wipers. He thought that he was a wizard for about five minutes until I told him otherwise.
I used to believe that when you lost things, it sometimes was because they had really vanished.
I used to believe that when you made a wish on a dandelion it had to reach heaven to come true so i'd chase all the pieces around my garden blowing them into the air.
When I was about five years old, my parents took me to a local restaurant where we ran into one of Daddy's friends. He reached over and pulled a piece of bubble gum out of my ear, then a quarter out of my nose. Then, much to my amazement, he toss them into the air, and they disappeared!
I spent I don't know how many hours looking for gum and quarters on and around my body, then tossing random stuff up into the air (whacking into the ceiling) trying to make it disappear.
I'm sure my parents thanked their friend profusely.
I used to believe that when you looked into a raindrop on the window, that it was magic because of the way things appeared in the the drop, thats what my mom told me anyway :)
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!
my older sister convinced me that if i sat in our dressing-up box long enough it would transport me to another world, like Dr who. when i started to get fed up, she actaully covered the room in sheets and hid cadbury creme eggs everywhere and i thought it was easter land!
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 believe that the effect from squinting at street lights on the highway at night was a magic power only I had...
When I was about 4 years old, I used to believe that if Buzz Light Year could fly, so could I. One day I decided to try it and.... well I tried to "fly" from a table to my bed and broke my nose.
When I was a child I used to believe in the magic
My dad was Magic and could prove this by telling me whatever card I had plucked from a pack and replaced was. This was only rumbled to be false when by chance I replaced the card in exactly the same place I had taken it from, as my dad had arranged the deck and defused his "magic" ability.
My dad used to play this invisible ball trick on me. One day I accually felt the ball in my hand and I started to play with it. But soon I lost it and for years I would ask my dad to goto the store and buy me a new one.
i used to belive that chalkzone was real, my friends never helped, they had me close my eyes and turn around then they would pretend to jump in the hole and really go hide behind a bush and yell your turn miranda and i would get so mad when i could not get through
When my Dad and his brothers (my uncles) were young, my Grandfather had them convinced that by him placing their empty M&M wrappers in his shirt pocket and spinning in a circle he could magically renew them into an unopened package of candy. He masterminded this by placing an extra bag of M&M's at the time of original purchase within his pocket in advance to giving his children their candy. Furthermore, he was succesful in materializing a bag of M&M's remotely into his shirt pocket upstairs via the same method. My Dad (the oldest of his brothers) believed these tricks until he was eight.
I used to believe that if I closed one eye, the people on that side couldn't see me.
When i was very little - maybe 6 - my parents had a halloween party for me and all my little friends. At the end of the evening she got us all together and showed us an enormous bucket of water, saying she was going to make a spell to turn us all into frogs. She let us stir the water then sent us off to find plastic bugs she had hidden around the house. When we were all back together she collected the bugs, threw them in the potion and gave it a stir. She then picked up the heavy bucket full of water, counted to 5 and threw it all over us cringing kids. Instead of getting wet we found ourselves showered with confetti. My friends (and i ) truely believed that my mum could do magic!
I used to watch a tv show about a girl who winked her right eye and this way she could make everything happen.
So there was a girl that liked to piss me off and make me cry and we walked through the beach, she was a few meters before me and I winked my right eye to make her fall down. And - I fell down. The same second. There was nothing on the ground that would possibly make me fall, it was 12 years ago and I'm still not so sure it was a pure coincidence.
Needless to say, I never tried again.
i used to believe that if i study for a test and used the same pencil for studing that i used for the test, that the pencil would remember the answers and help me do good on the test.
I used to think that when you lick your elbow. You magically change into the opposite sex. And it's like you were always that sex. Me and my friends tried it for years because we wondered what being a girl was like.
We kept doing it even when we were put in a private Japanese boarding school at age 14. Then, about a month after we came to the school, my friend T.J. claimed that he did it but he didn't turn into a girl. We all had separate dorms and he went to his, got his girlfriend's uniform, some breast forms, a bra, panties, and a wig. Put them on, and came out the next day wearing them and insisted his name was Tyreesha. (T.J.'s real name was Tyler Jeron).
Me and my other friends got jealous, did it too and also dressed like girls. Then we got in trouble and had to wear it for the rest of the semester (18 weeks). And we had to act like girls. e.g. Go to the girls restroom, paint our nails, wear a dress to the dance, wear high heels, and (worst of all) our student information was changed to say we were females.