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when i was a kid, i believed that sea monkies were evil because they would drown people that comes near them. i was nervous to go near a big body of water for years.
Butter came from Butterflies
My Mum told me snails were diseased whenever I played with them so now I'm still scared of them. Especially when my girlfriend taunts me with them (she likes them)
I was always scared to kill any bug because I thought that when you died you'd have to live the life of everything you ever had killed. I always imagined how much it would suck having to be squised, and that was motivation enough.
As a child I thought that if you killed a praying mantis, you had to pay God $50.00.
Ladybugs are deadly. I was told this by my brother, who, days after, put a hand full of them down my shirt while walking home from school (I was 6 at the time). To this day (I'm now 21), I still have a phobia.
When I was a kid, I thought a Shoefly was a type of fly. This was because of the song Shoo Fly, don' bother me...
When i was 9 i was told that butterflies are called this because their wings are made of butter.
For a while i believed this until i licked one and it didn't taste like butter.
When I was a kid, I convinced one of my friends that the powder on a moths wing was deadly poisonous. I knew that if you touch a moths wings the powder would rub off and the moth wouldn't be able to fly, and I told him this and he didn't care... so I told him that it was poisonous and would kill him.
I used to believe that snakes were worms and worms were snakes, because my dad would play with snakes and let me play with them, too. He would point to a huge worm and call it a snake, and I would cringe in disgust. Now, I'm pretty sure he did that purely for his own amusement. Now, I hate worms, but snakes are okay.
I was told when a bee stung you it lost it's stinger and died, but I heard wrong and thought if you were stung by a bee you would die. Well one day I was stung by a bee and I started cyring and cryingg and wouldn't stop until my parents told me that i heard wrong.
When I was about 5 I accidentally swallowed a roly-poly bug (I was blowing on it with a straw and acidentally sucked in). Months later I was ill and in the hospital and I overheard the doctors saying I had a "bug" in my system. I was convinced the roly-poly was making me sick!
This is about my brother. He loved snakes. One day his female snake had a litter of baby snakes. He ran into the house screaming and yelling and my mother thought he had an accident, but he just kept yelling "I'm a father, I'm a father"!
When I was little, my mom told me that bugs and mosquitos try to get into your ear and your ear canal when you go to sleep, so naturally, I slept with a pillow below me and a pillow above me. I got two small pillows, the type that babies sleep on, and still use them to this day.
When I was like 3 or 4 I thought that bumble bees would come and sting my buttacos.
When I was six my mom told me I was sick and had a stomach "bug" that was making me vomit. I walked into the living room and uncontrollably puked on the floor. I looked down at the mess i had just made and notice there was string in it and on the end of the string was a bug. A lady bug to be specific (which was probably on the floor to begin with)and I was convinced I had gotten rid of the bug so I was all better. For the longest time IO thought ladybugs would make you sick if you touched them.
When I was about 5 or 6, my sister convinced me that ants were chocolate. And I ate them. They tasted pretty good, actually.
I used to believe that if i splashed water on the wall during a bath, the water would turn into spiders
I used to beleive if a bug were to bite you, you would become a giant bug.
I used to be extrememly gullible, especially when my brother told me things. Mostly, things about death. Like when we went on a camping trip and I picked a leaf off of a tree, he said it was "poison moose leaf" (?!) and that I would die within an hour because I had touched it. Then later in that day I found some little funnels in the dirt that I assumed were made by some sort of burrowing beetle. My brother said they were made my the "poison crab ant" and that, again, if I touched it I would die.
He also told me that the caterpillar I found was a "poison death caterpillar" and that I would die before sunset. The three of these had me efficiently flipping out the whole day.
Then, suddenly, it dawned on me...
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