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I used to believe…

When I first read this website, I believed that "Anon" was someones name, and that he was making up funny bits to put on the website... I was thinking about writing into the editor of the website telling them to stop letting "Anon" write in the website.... then one day I realized it was Anonymous....

I used to believe…

Until 15 or so minutes ago I believe that Anon was a real male who had a lot of belives as a child. Now I know its short for anonamys(I don't think thats's the right spelling
).

I use to beleive my name was damn-it...Damn-it ! Get over here ! My father never used my real name.

I used to believe…

When I was about 7 (in the '70's), one of our neighboprs had one of those metallic gazing balls on a pedastal in their yard. My brother told me if i touched it, it would explode. I spent many days waiting for the neighbors to leave and then creeping up to the ball in order to test the theory. I never did get up enough nerve to find out if it were true. In fact, to this day, I've never touched one.

I was 2 weeks late, I was supposed to be born on Feb. 29th (it was a leaper year). I knew leaper year came every 4 years, so I assumed I was REALLY lucky I was late, cause if I was born on Feb. 29th I could only have a birthday every 4 years... So 4 years were equal to only 1 Year for me.

I used to believe…

Before kindergarten I think it was, our family went and stayed at a hotel, and I have no idea why. Why we were there, there were these twin girls, and I thought that if I looked at them, my face would start to look like theirs, but when I went underwater, My face was normal.

I used to think I was the only person in the world with the name Jessica Pauley and the initials JP. When Jurassic Park came out, I thought it was so neat that we had the same initials!

I'm the youngest of 6 kids, and one of my brothers told me that I was such an ugly, bad baby that mom had her tubes tied the day I was born. I called him a liar, so he shouted, "MOM! Didn't you have your tubes tied when she was born so you couldn't have any more kids?" and she said "Well, yes." He teased me about it for a year. (Later, when we were in our 20s, we told our mom the rest of the story, and she was horrified!)

I used to believe that everyone who was the same age, weighed the same amount. Therefore - tall people were always skinny and short people were always fat.

I used to believe…

All the mirrors in our house were up high so the adults could see in them and I never needed one so I never realised I was more then just two eyeballs floating in mid air until I was tall enough to happen to catch my reflection in the mirror while bouncing on the couch one day. I scared myself so bad I actually wet my panties.

I used to believe…

when i was about 6 i asked my older sis wat the square root sign on the calculator was for and she told me it checks how stupid you are and i tried it out and guess what i got a million number with a decimal i figured it was very big therfore i was very stupid and started crying to this day she still reminds me of how "stupid" i really was

I used to believe…

My parents had a grouchy friend named Don. So when I discovered that my middle name was Dawnielle, I thought I was named after him and that it was spelled D-O-N-Y-E-L-L.

I used to believe…

My older sister told me that eating potato chips would make me pregnant.......and I was afraid to eat them. I actually believed her until I was 10yrs old and realized she didn't know everything.

I found a picture in a magazine at my grandma's of the graduating class at Clown University. I cut that picture out, carried it around with me everyday, and hoped that one day, I too, could attend clown school.

I used to believe that clowns didn't have voices and couldn't talk. I also didn't realize that they weren't born clowns. I wanted so badly to have a clown as a pet. He could live in the garage and we would communicate through sign language.

I used to have really long hair, so when I finally decided to get in cut in 3rd grade, I was told that the girl that would cut my hair's name was Cindy. My mother had a horse named Cindy, and I pictured the horse in a cape behind me cutting my hair.