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When I was young, I used to think that there were little men who lived in the traffic lights and had to manually change the lights so people knew when to go and stop. One little man would flip the green switch, one the yellow, and one the red!
I thought that when a club had sign out front saying, "no cover." that meant women didn't cover their chests. I was horrifed that one day I would have to go in a club and they would make me take my shirt off.
i used to believe the traffic reports i heard for the first year i lived in albuquerque were using "the big eye" adult store on the far edge of town as a traffic reference point, not the main intersection of interstates 10 & 25
When I was little I thought that the street lights went out after everyone went to bed.
To keep us out of the empty corn silos when we lived in the country, my Mom would tell us that if we stepped inside, the ground would fall away from us. I still feel strange if I go near an empty corn silo.
top belief!
I used to believe there was a man who sat in a room surrounded by light switches and when it got dark he would turn all of the street lights on one by one.
top belief!
When my dad was a little kid he thought that there was a person in the basement that would stack the steps back up for the escalator.
I used to believe green houses were made of icicles, because that is what they looked like from the road.
You know how in some roads there are two yellow stripes in the middle? Once I saw my imaginary friend (FrogBoy) driving a remote control car down those lines. So up until I was eight I believed that all little boys who owned remote controlled cars would just walk between those yellow lines, driving their remote control cars to their hearts content. No girls did this because toy cars are a boy thing. 'Little Sally-Sue' dolls, however, well, they're a different story.
when i was little i used to think that the garbage men would kid nap me.. i ran away from then until probebly grade 9
when i was little i used to believe that garbage trucks ate the trash and i was scared that if the trash guys seen me they would feed me to the truck
When I was about four, I was always being babysat by my mother's friends. One of them lived right on a street. I would never, ever looked up the street because I was convinced that Godzilla and dinosaurs would be fighting up there. -_-;;
when i was little i used to think that the cats eyes in the rad were actually real cats eyes!Anad that the cats were stuck to the road poking their eyes through , and people used to come and feed the cats once i a while!
I used to believe that the gate house to a country estate near our home was Red Riding hood's cottage and the trees in the grounds were the wood where the big bad wolf would get me. One day my Mum took me to visit a friend of hers who was renting the cottage. I was really disappointed to find out it wasn't true.
When I was a kid we had a neighbor called Old Man Sam, and if you stepped on his lawn he would chase you away because it was private property. So I thought Private Property was some kind of special designation he had gotten from the city.
I used to believe that midgets were just really smart babies
i used to believe that public houses were just houses were the public could go and live
When I was 5 my 7-year-old next door neighbor told me the UPS man stole kids and we should all hide so he wouldn't take us. For YEARS I hid from UPS trucks!
After being fixated with Thomas the Tank Engine and how the streets lights turned on I finally came to a logical conclusion. I believed that the fat controller lives inside the lamp post on a little chair and turned on the lights when it go dark.
Driving down the road one day, I pointed up at a giant crane at a construction site and asked my mom what it was for.
She must have thought I was looking at something else, because she mentioned something about it helping her lease the car.
For years I thought that cranes would go and pick cars out for you for a lease...
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