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when I was little this kid told me that if you suck on your hair while it's wet (which is something I used to do alot) you would get worms.
When I was in 7th grade my friend was absent from school one day. I talked to her later that night and asked her why and she told me her bladder had exploded. The next day at school I went around telling everyone what had happened and they all felt terrible for her.
I'm now in 9th grade and she just told me last week that she was kidding.
Up until I was about six, I thought that pain was transferrable. When I skinned my knee, I thought my mother could put her hand on it and feel how much it hurt to me.
I used to think that if you were sick or injured you couldn't die if you didn't lay down. I noticed that the cowboys in the Westerns didn't die until they fell off their horse or were laying on the ground. Ever try standing up with the MUMPS?
When I was 4 years old I used to believe that I was allergic to rain because whenever it rained my asthma would get worse.
when I was little, I used to believe that when you broke your arm, that part of your arm would actually fall right off. Then evenntually it would grow back.
While while staying at my grandparents house, I used to be allowed to eat a ton of candy with the usual caveat that too much would "give you a tummyache". Once when I was 5 or 6, coincidentially I'm sure, I got a horrible tummyache at their house and ended up projectile vomiting repeatedly. After that I was terrified to eat any candy especially at their house for fear my tummyache would return.
I used to think you got chicken ocks from falling out of a bunk bed. I fell off the top bunk one night at a friends and woke up with chicken pocks.
when i was younger,i believed that if any one stepped on my shadow i would have to go to the doctors so it wouldnt die.
I used to believe that barf always had noodles and carrots in it no matter what you ate that day.
when i was younger i used to believe my mom could feel my pain when i fell down and hurt myself then one day i was screaming and yelling it hurt and she was asking where does it hurt i was like right there cant u feel it
I used to believe that STAPH infection was a disease one got when they went to work (staff infection). Then I actually contracted it and learned the real meaning.
When I was five I heard my parents saying they thought I had broken my leg in a bad fall. While they were driving me to the hospital I pictured them throwing me in the trash can like a broken toy.
I knew I NEVER wanted the doctor to use the blood pressure cuff on me. I was SURE it contained rows of sharp, tiny needles on the other side. Why ELSE would it be used for BLOOD?
When I was in kindergarten I went to the zoo on a field trip. While I was there a giraffe licked me and a couple of days later I got the chicken pox. So for a very long time I believed that giraffes give people chicken pox. Crazy I know.
I use to think i heart attack was when you got stuck in an elevator. I have no idea how i came to believe this
I was around 6 years old when I got novacaine for the first time, when I had a cavity filled in. Well, anyone who's ever had novacaine knows that wherever you get it injected *feels* like it's fat, but it's actually not at all. After this appointment, my bottom lip felt SO fat and numb- being so young, and not having a mirror around, I thought that my lip was actully fat! And like, 5 times its original size. And I was running around yelling and crying at people not to look at me, because I supposedly had a very fat lip- I was mortified, and the funny part is, no matter how many times my mom told me that the size of my bottom lip has not, indeed, changed at all, I refused to believe her, and thought that she was just saying that to get me to feel better and stop yelling to not look at me.
When I was a kid my brother told me that if I fake coughed then I would get cancer... I believed that UNTIL I found out what cancer REALLY is. To this day I can't believe why I actually believed that.
my dad has always had a pretty severe alergy to poison ivy, and i thought that when he got poison ivy it made bubblegum grow out of his skin. i later learned that the medicine he put on to relieve the itch was just pink.
When I was about 8 I thought it was really grown up using perfume. I put some on my wrists and neck (like I saw my mum doing) and went out. Before we left I some-how licked my arm (where the perfume flavour had spread) and it tasted funny. I knew perfume was poisonous and got really, really worried. I was crying and telling everyone I loved them, until mum broke it to me by saying "Oh darling, such a little amount won't kill you." I was really embarrassed and said, "Yes... I know THAT mum I was just checking."
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