The vacuum cleaner is actually sentient and is just waiting for a day when I'm not paying attention to lunge out and eat my toes.
There are secret cameras in my house that watch me every time I'm having a private dance party
This is a really, really weird one: I'm actually an insane child and nobody else sees the world like I do, so when I think I'm creating great art work, I'm literally just scribbling with a crayon. Maybe even on the wall of my padded cell! Maybe that's why I like blogging so much...it's how I talk to my therapists.... (like I said, weird. BUT POSSIBLE.)
Dragons are actually real and everybody's keeping them secret from me (that's really mean, guys)
My friends secretly hate me (I think we all have that one)
And finally...that one of my geometric chalk drawings (or other drawings) will accidentally be like, a terrorist symbol, and I'll get arrested and interrogated by some guys with creepy black vans (or alternatively: that the terrorists will think I'm one of them)