When I was about five or six, my mother and I got into a taxicab and the driver said, "Where do you want to go?".
I thought he was talking in general, so I said, "New York!"
Note: I was living in England at the time.
I used to believe that if I learned how to be a tight-rope walker I could travel all over town by walking along the power lines up on the telephone poles.
To leave the town in which I grew up you could drive through a tunnel that crossed beneath an estuary, and then came out in the adjacent town. During one of my earliest memories of going through that tunnel, my dad was driving, and as we reached the halfway mark through the tunnel he said, "We're driving under water right now." I thought it was amazing that we didn't have to hold our breath! Also, I remember that there were maintenance doors in the sides of the tunnel, and I imagined that if you opened one of those doors you would see an underwater scene with fish swimming by. Somehow in my imagination, the water didn't just come rushing in through the door and flooding the tunnel.
I used to think that if you accidently lost a book or DVD you checked out at the library, the librarian would take my library card away and never let me read books again. Needless to say, I took care of my books really well.
I used to believe that room numbers in hotels were literal. So, if I was staying in room 305, it meant there were more than 305 rooms. I then found out that it just meant the 5th room on the 3rd floor.
I used to believe that carnival rides at the fair were like tulips or daffodils in that they grew up from the ground in the days before the fair and when it was over they sunk back into the ground, dormant until next year.
Once, I sat behind a neon sign in a restaurant. It said "Fallon" on the back, which is the name of the company that makes the neon signs. I didn't know the name Fallon, so I thought it was pronounced "Fall on" and that it meant the sign would "fall on" your head.
When I was a kid, I thought that the electrical stations on the side of the road looked like a playground (monkeybars, slides, etc). When I asked my mom if we could go there, she told me those weren't for kids, and that only adults were allowed. From that point on, I couldn't wait to grow up so I could play on the adults-only playground.
When I was a kid there was a bowling alley near where I lived that we went to somtimes until it was shut down. At the time I asked my dad why it was and he said something about how the owner found out his wife was cheating (on him) and so killed her and then himself. However I thought when he said cheating he meant cheating at Bowling and thought it was awfully harsh to kill someone for that!
I used to believe that in the winter, when the farmers wrapped their bales of hay in white tarp, they were actually setting out giant marshmallows for the hungry giants.
When I was younger I believed that we had to get on a plane to go to Hollywood because i thought it was an island.
My sister used to think that there was an oil well under every gas station that led directly to the gas pump.
My family and I would go to the beach alot, meeting family and friends for picnics. On the other side of the sandy part was a grassy hill where picnic tables, playground equipment, etc was. There were signs along the beginning of the grassy part which said, "No Grills Beyond This Point." I thought it said "No GIRLS Beyond This Point", and I never did go up the hill!
When i was little, my parents would always stop when we drove underneath bridges on the highway. They had me convinced that the noises of the cars above us were really dinosaurs. I believed that for the longest time.
When I was 7 had my 5 year old brother convinced that my mom's perfume and makeup would keep the bugs away. I put it on him before we went outside for about a week before someone told my mom.
When my sister and I were young we used to believe that the power station near our house was a playground. It honestly looked like a giant sized jungle gym to our young eyes. We were forever begging our mom to take us, luckily she never did.
When I was little, I believed mannequins came to life at night. Watching Mannequin and visiting a Madame Tussauds museum were both horrifying experiences for me.
I used to believe that the tall Marriott hotel by our shopping mall was actually Hollywood and each room was a different actors home. Me and my sister would point to the different windows and say " oh that's Gingers house from Gilligans Island!"
when i was younger i didn't know that there was a restaurant called subway (we lived in minnesota, nowhere near an actual subway), so when my aunt and older brother said they went there i got really mad because they didn't take me... i wanted to ride on an underground train!
When i was on holiday with my mum and her boyfriend and his son (same age as me). They convinced me that the lift only went up...i then spent the rest of the week walking down flights of stairs and wondering how we would get the suitcases down......IM 15 !