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When I was a kid I thought that the neighborhood watch sign (of the black figure with a trench coat and hat, saying keep out) was actually a picture of a cat. I thought it was saying that the neighbors should not have any cats because there were too many dogs in the neighborhood.
When I was little I asked my mom how the lights changed at a stop light. For some reason, she told me that there were "little green men" in the boxes on the pole that worked there. I told her this recently and she said she doesn't remember when or why she would ever tell me this...we laugh about it all the time now!
me and my friends used to believe that my neighborhood had a bad guy lurking about and that he was going to steal me and my friends' bikes and toys that we left outside at night, so we created a secret agent group where we would run through parks and back yards looking for mischevous characters. i'm sure we were the only mischevous looking things around.
When I rode my bicycle my mother always told me to eb careful of strangers. I didn't know what the word "stranger" meant, and I thought that strangers were the maintenance men who worked in my apartment development. Anytime I'd ride past the boiler room doors past a building (where the maintenance men kept their supplies), I'd go really fast in case one of them was there and tried to catch me.
There is a huge factory (which I now know is owned by Sunoco) next to the highway. Whenever we would drive by my mom would tell us that's where Batman lived. For years I thought Batman really lived there. Weird thing is, in all the movies he lives in a HUGE house, yet I still believed he lived in a huge pipe filled factory that shot out fire.
When I was little i thought that little elves lived in the street lights and would light the light with a match at night.
For some reason unknown to me, whenever I would walk down the street I would make sure that whoever I was walking with (usually my dad), would stay on the same sides of objects as me, such as signposts and mailboxes, I was convinced that if we passed such objects on different sides, I would dissapear from on the other side to my dad and go into another world exactly like ours so I would never know the difference.
I used to think that radio towers that have the huge white satellite round things was where the band would play from and the drummers would drum on the satellites(they looked like drums)
when i was little i thought that when you moved to a different house you would just trade houses with the other person
When I was a kid, a local window blind company's dellivery trucks had a sign on the back that read, "Careful, blind man driving." I thought they were so kind to hire the handicapped!
i used to believe that when you moved they would put your house on wheels and just pull it to a new place. I really wasn't even that young i was like nine and now i'm 13
I used to believe that there was a mansion in my neighbor's backyard. They had about an acre of woods, and the noises I thought were coming from 'the mansion' were really coming from some apartments behind their land. I don't even know where that idea came from! :-p
I used to believe pederstrian was a race
When i was a tiny lad, I used to think drug free zones were places where you can get drugs for free
I used to belive that when you moved, a big crane picked up your house and dropped it somewhere else.
When I was younger, I lived in the city. So, naturally I never saw a UPS man. When I was around 7yrs. old, I moved to a small town. I asked the neighbor kid about the UPS man and he told me that whenever I saw the UPS truck, I had to run. When I asked him why he told me that the UPS man was a child-stealer. For months, I would run in fear of the UPS man. Until one day, my mom saw me running away and told me the truth.
I used to believe that when you drove a car, the tires turned the earth, so it amazed me how two cars could pass each other. I thought it was because the road had two parts, one for each direction.
I used to think that robbers had keys to every house and that's how they got in to take your stuff
I have a cousin who has mental problems because of natural causes. But when I was a kid I used to think one of his neighbors threw a rock at his head which damaged his brain. I would frown at them every time I saw them.
I always thought that a little person lived inside each mailbox waiting to take my letter to its destination.