picking my nose

When I was little, I had heard somewhere (can't remember where for the life of me) that boogers were house flies that landed in your nose, died, and had began decaying.

Scab

When i was around 5 i couldn't sleep one night. I picked my nose and i suddenly got scared. I thought if i dropped it on the floor it would become a boogie monster. And i thought if i ate it, I would become a boogie monster.... So i put the booger back in my nose...

Tammi

i used to think that if you didint pick your nose it would fill up with bugers and youd suficate.

still havent broken the habit bob

I used to believe that if I picked my nose in front of the TV, the people on TV could see me doing it. So, I went behind the couch where they couldn't see me do my business!

Anon

When I was a young child, I was a fervent nose-picker. One time, in the middle of a prolonged car trip, I'd come down with a slight cold, and had been picking more than usual in a vain attempt to unplug whichever nostril was plugged at the time. Apparently I'd done some damage to the internal nasal tissues, because in the middle of a rather fevered picking session, I came up with a particularly juicy red scab with some nose hair attached. Not realizing the wonderful treasure I'd just dug up, I asked my mother what it what it was, the bloody thing perched happily on my index finger. My father, probably unaware of my treasure, immediately responded, "It's your cold." Before my mother could clarify, my sister started screaming how gross nose-picking was, and I flicked the thing outside the car window. For several years thereafter, I assumed that whenever I had a cold, all I had to do was dig until I pulled out a fat red booger, and my cold would immediately start getting better.

Veridianedge

When i was little, i always wondered why my grandpa had big nostrils and one finger with no nail. So i asked him why. I remember him saying he poked his nose a lot and that the booger monster bit his fingernail off. So i never picked my nose and now i tell my kids the same thing.

chrisc

when i was 3 i thought u would find a plate of dinner up your nose because my dad used to say to me DO YOU WANT A FORK!!!

Anon

My Grandpa told me if I picked my nose I could accidentally pull out my eye.

Jan St. Louis

I believed that one was born with a perfect sphere of booger-material at the top of each nostril. Each nose-picking whittled away at these spheres. I don't remember whether or not I thought these spheres served any purpose, but I recall lying on the floor at nap-time in pre-school with my finger up my nose thinking I'd have to pace myself if I wanted any left when I became an adult.

dan0

my nan told me that if i picked my nose my hand would turn into a pigs trotter. then my grandad would sneak up behind me with a pigs trotter up his sleeve to add back up to her story. wish i'd known about social services then.

kerry

i used to think that if you picked your nose you could eat it because it was a type of chicken.

nutter

My aunt once told me, upon catching me with my finger in my nose, that if I kept it up, my nostrils would get bigger and bigger from my finger stretching them out. Instead of quitting my bad habit, I would squeeze my nostrils together after picking, hoping that it would work.

Jen

when i was little i was worried that if picked my nose and ate it, and i had an x-ray done, the boogers would show up.

Anon

When I was in kindergarten, my mom once told me that if I pick my nose, then ants would crawl into my nostrils. I used to believe it was true. Whenever my nose itches, I thought there were ants living in there. When my nose bleeds, I thought I had killed ants.

flame

when my sister was little, she went through a nose-picking phase. my parents solved this by telling her that a finger-eating snail lived in her nose and that if she picked it, the snail would bite off her finger. terrified, she believed it and stopped picking her nose.

amy

when I was 5-6 I saw a man in a wheelchair...I asked my grandfather why he was in that chair and couldn't walk. He told that's what happens when you pick your nose and eat it.

tboy

i used to believe that boogers were the result of bees and flies and other insects that would fly up your nose and die in there. I must say, it didn't bother me at all to be eating dead bugs...

Paige

my mom told me that if i would pick my nose i was pulling my brains out. i was about 4 and that scared me. i am now 14 and havent touched my nose since

no brain

my brother used to pick his nose when he was little. one time my dad caught him and told him that he shouldn't do it because he could scratch his brain.
i've never seen him pick his nose again.

Anon

I believed that if I was in an air crash in the Arctic where there was nothing to eat I could survive by picking my nose, and so I refused to stop doing it.

Stephen in Scotland