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On my 8th birthday after picking me up from school i was all excited because i knew i was getting a bike....however my dad turned round me to me and told me that he was very sorry but my dog lassie and my new bike were gone because lassie had jumped on da bike and cycled it down the road! I promptly burst into tears and could not be consoled by anyone except my Grandad who had bought me the bike!!!
I used to believe(up until 11 years old) that when I cried and was really sad - every person in the world was also sad!
I used to believe that Puff the Magic Dragon was a real magic dragon. I'm sure I'd heard the song as a kid and asked my mother about it. She had this elaborate story about Puff the Magic Dragon, that he'd lived in Hawaii that the farmland on the island made his quilt and everything. I took her word on it because she, like Puff, was from Hawaii. When I was in college and back in Hawaii with my mother and aunts, I retold this story to them and they started laughing at me for still believing that the song was about a dragon and not about smoking pot. I think I may have actually cried.
When i first heard someone whistling, i thought it was because they had a flute stuck in their throat!
As a kid, I assumed that adults always told the truth. I thought lying was strictly a kid thing you eventually got too old to do anymore. I see now that this is not neccessarily correct.
I used to belive that when you lied then your nose would grow just like pinnochio, i belived this for several years when i was young!
When I was little my brother told me there was a house for sale for 3 dollars. I spent years dreaming about what I could have done and when I was 9 I finally realized he was lying.
my friends older than me who had a pond in there back garden said that when they step into it it turns to chocolate world or anything they wanted and i believed it for years.
In second grade I convinced my best friend that I was a witch. I told her that our mean teacher Mr. Baumgarten was the evil troll king in disguise, and that one day i would defeat him with my dog Lacey (who was really a magical talking unicorn in disguise). my friend asked me if she could help me defeat my teacher, and I dubbed her as my sidekick. For years I made up stories (like my neighbor was the evil black dragon, and my grandmother was a fairy) and we would dart around the neighborhood, loooking for mythical creatures, and me pretending I was awitch. She believed me until (get this) SEVENTH GRADE! Her face turned completly white went i told her. Now as seniors we still laugh hysteriucally when one of us brings it up.
One day my friend Amy came to school and told me about the new skyscraper her parents had gotten her. I was extremely jealous and wondered why I didn't have a small rocket to fly around in.
My brother was mean to me when i was young. We were sitting in the car while our mother was visiting someone real quick, and those little plastic reflecter things were in the road. My brother pointed to it, since it was pretty close to our car, and told me it was a bomb. I got out of that car SO fast.
Not all erroneous beliefs can be attributed to the ignorance of youth. When I was in college we convinced a good friend that you could save on shampoo costs if you froze it and then sliced off a thin portion when you needed it. We found her shampoo in the freezer the next day. Don't worry, she went on to get her Ph.D. in biochemistry.
i used 2 beleive, like everyone, that if you lied enough, you would grow a tail. my older brother kept reminding me, and eventually i thought i actually grew one!!! then my mom told me the truth.
I use to believe that if you told a story/lie you would get a bump on your tongue.
My mother once told me those little sore bumps you get on your tongue were from telling lies. I use to rack my brain trying to remember what I lied about!
When I was younger I use to believe anything my older brother said to me. He use to tell me that the fire work "Chasers/whistlers" would actually follow me around to hurt me. I use to be scared and try to hide but he said they would find me anyways and pop right where I was at.
When my friend was a little girl, her sisters told her that the UPS guy came to the houses to retrieve little girls so they could keep them as pets in the back of their trucks. Whenever she saw a UPS guy drive up she would start bawling!
At my primary school, they corridors had lino on the floor with a pattern of grey squares with a few black squares dotted around at random intervals. On the way to + from assembly I would play a little game with myself, trying not to stand on the black squares. When a few of my classmates asked why I was doing this, I told them the first thing that came into my hea, ie. that the black squares were magic holes + they might open up if you stand on them, + you'd fall through to the centre of the earth.
Of course they were all terrified of falling through the holes, + some were a bit P'ed off that I hadn't told them sooner.
When I was about 12 I asked my mom how people got emu oil. Her response was you put your forefinger and thum on either side of the emu's leg and almost milked the emu oil out. She always said that she never lied so I believed her for a few weeks until she finally told me differently.
I always believed that my dad went to school with Billy Bunter. I think my brother believed it too!
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