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I grew up in Los Angeles. Once, when I was about 4, I saw an opening ceremony for a new freeway on the news. For a while after that, I believed that the the freeway was closed every night, and that mayor came out every morning to cut the ribbon and open it.
When my friend, Katy, was younger, she thought that if she watered the sidewalk, it would get longer by the next day.
...What a dummy..
I live in a block of flats, and we have two elevators. I once was really afriad of elevators (actually, I still am ^^') and I always got freaked out when I had to use one. But I still liked one of them and I named it Baneczek. And I would always talk to it (in my thouhgs, thank God!) when I was inside. I told it that it was a pretty, nice lift and that I like it sooo much. I did that becouse I believed thad if the elevator won't like me enough, it would fall.
And still, although I'm 17, when I am in a lift and one of my friends says sometging mean, like "Move already you stupid elevator!" I always get scared and go like "Are you mad!? Never insult an elevator that you're in! God elevator, we love you..." Really, I actually do that. Take my advice and never insult a livt! For me it worked - it never fell ^^.
I suppose hearing 'where there's smoke there's fire' led me to believe that there were fires under the street-- why else would there be smoke billowing out of the subway grates? What disturbed me even more was the fact that none of the pedestrians walking right through this smoke seemed to care and just went about their business!
When I came home from school during lunch I saw a tent on the pavement (sidewalk), of course I got curious and inside was a man fixing the phonelines. I went home and told mum not to use the phone. I was worried that by using the phone the poor man might be electrocuted or something. I was mad at her when she was talking oon the phone later on!
My mother was a little girl in Brazil in the early 1960's. Whenever my mother would see a homeless person carrying a bag, her mother would tell her that those people kidnapped children and they would carry the children in the bags.
As a result, my mother was horrified and never got near homeless people with bags. Now she feels terrible and knows they were just carrying around their belongings.
I thought I actually had neighbours called the "Whosits". My mom always would refer to "the 'Whosits' up the street"
We are from a small small town. No big buildings, farmer/ hick town. One day, on an emergency road trip to the city, my 9 year old brother looked out of the car window and exlaimed," LOOK, BUILDINGS!!!!" That's when I decided, we needed to get out of there.
Once my cousin told me that a Robber lived across the street from her. I thought Robber was the name of a man. I would always look for him, see a man, and think," I wonder if that's Robber."
when I was a kid of less than 10y I thought I was connected to my home with an invisible sort of elastic band and I had to be careful as to how many times I took a bend, so as not to get tangled with my "cord" ] afraid of not being able to return home properly if I did. And when my mum chatted with her neighbours and I stood aside waiting till she wanted to go back home, I often got very cross when she (or the neighbour) walked over or through my invisible cord. Bizar isn't it?
When I was in junior high I was on a baseball team. We had practice every Thursday. Well, one Thursday I went to the park early, and the gate was closed. I had to think for a moment if I was allowed to open it and as soon as I did, really loud echoing sirens started to go off. I was really scared that I alerted some kind of security system and was going to be arrested until I realized that every other Thursday, because our city has a lot of refineries, alarms and sirens go off in the afternoon as some kind of emergency test, and you can hear them across the whole city. Thankfully, that's all that it was and I didn't get thrown in jail for trying to get into a park.
In my old neighborhood where I lived when I was little, there was an old man that lived in the house across the street. He would always play a really loud organ at night, and I thought that inside his house was Dracula and Elvira and other scary things that would wake up and roam the streets whenever he played the organ. This really freaked me out, especially at Halloween.
When I was really young, I used to have a fear of under-tunnels.[like underground short-cuts to the train]. I used to believe that if you walked underground, you would disturb drawfs working [like in snow white in the diamond mines]. And I thought the drawfs would then torture whoever who disturbed them. Pretty far-fetched huh? But I was really afraid of undergrounds then that I would discourage my mom to walk through them and walk the long instead. She never understood why though...
As a young child I noticed all around as we drove through town "pedestrian" crossings. At the time we attended a Presbyterian church and I thought they said "Presbyterian" crossings. It made me wonder where the Catholics could cross the street.
I used to believe when I was little that if you passed an American Flag at this one tall building you would have to be silent or George Washington would shoot his cannon at you.
When I was a toddler, I remember a TV information film about road safety which was about the Green Cross Code man, who magically appeared to help you cross the road safely. At first I thought he actually existed and he would appear if you tried to cross the road carelessly. But I soon realised that the Green Cross Coad was Stop, Look, Listen and Think.
The old Sydney suburb of Balmain, where I was a child, had long been an almost self-sufficient town, with it's own Town Hall, Courthouse, Police Station, Fire Station, large Post Office, ferry, tram and bus services and a number of sporting facilities. It also had long rows of shops, three cinemas, four Primary schools, three secondary schools, a major hospital, several big churches (the Roman Catholics with their own convent and seminary). There was a major shipbuilding dockyard where my grandfather worked, a coalmine, several large factories and a big power station, together with many other enterprises. As a little kid I assumed that all suburbs were like that, and was horrified to visit relatives in places just full of houses and where all the people seemed to do was go there to sleep!
weii this isn't my belief....its my cousins.you see my parents used to tell that the meanig of ATM was "Another Trouble Maker" as a joke. My younger cousin(she's 4) believed it and one day when younger cousin andi went for a walk, she pointed at the ATM machine (someone was standing there)... oops
I used to believe that the guy across my old street was going to kidnap me.
I dont know why but I used to think The Salvation Army was a mint company.