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I used to believe…

My brothers, who (as brothers often do) loved to mess with me, told me that every girl grew up to be a boy and every boy grew up to be a girl. I totally believed it.

I used to believe that the little white bruises you sometimes get on your nails meant you'd told a lie and I had a bunch, thanks Mom :)

I used to believe that all the neighbors would get together and hire a guy in a bunny suit to distribute candy early Easter Sunday morning. Of course it wasn't a *real* bunny (they weren't that big)... but a guy in a bunny suit? That made all the sense in the world.

I used to believe…

My nanna had a gold sovereign necklace and used to tell me that she had it because she was the Lady Mayoress of the town where we lived. I actually believed her and would tell people this. Then, when she had a burglary and all her jewellery got stolen, she told me that she wasn't the Lady MAyoress anymore, and I got really upset.

I used to think Henry the 8th was Henry the ape because he was big and hairy

I used to believe…

My grandmother had wigs on the styrofoam heads when I was a kid. I thought somehow she was able to put that whole thing on and take her current head off and somehow the styrofoam because flesh and bone. They actually terrified me because I thought all the adults could run around changing their heads around. Then when I saw my mom had one from when she was younger to have long hair, well, I was extrememly scared!

I used to believe…

Once we were visiting my uncle without calling him to tell him we we're dropping by.we rang the doorbell so he came out and opened the door shirtless.my uncle is very hairy and his chest is like full of hair,but it was the first time i saw sumone so hairy XD i was so surprised by what i saw and i told mum:"mum uncle`s wearing the hair shirt!" XD

I used to believe…

when i was a kid, i thought no one could possibly have the same first name as me. When i heard of someone else with my name i would get mad.

I was invited to a birthday party once, and I thought that I had to pay for it. I asked, and after a 'no' from my mother, I was still anxious to keep the invite as proof that I had been invited so that I could give it in on entry.

I used to believe…

When i was about 4, i thought that we would get a new name when we grow up, i was shocked when i found out that that was not true because i thought my name was silly and childish

I used to believe that Anon was one person, and i just kept saying wow he is on here a lot. Then i realized what it was lol i felt very stupid!

I used to believe my middle name was and. At age 12, I discovered that it was actually "ann".

I used to believe that there was a girl's name written and pronounced "Feebee" and an entirely different girl's name spelt "Phoebe" and pronounced 'fobe' like 'earlobe'.

When I see the name in print, I stll find it hard to pronounce it 'feebee'.

I used to be terrified of colonial men in powdered wigs. I was afraid they'd make my mom and I wash dishes at their dinner parties. This was the most sinister thing I could conceive of, at the time.

I used to believe…

Just like Pinocchio. I used to believe that if you told a lie your nose would get big.

I used to think that what I thought would appear in a little balloon above my head, like in comics. I was terrified of thinking anything that might cause offense incase one of my friends read it above my head!