being ill

When I was about 8, I lost a tooth at a friends house. She told me if I did not stop the bleeding I could die. Being a stupid little kid I believed her.

Dara

I used to believe that boys had cooties

Anon

im the youngest in my family and i didnt know anything really about sex and stuff and my family told me u can get aids if you have and ich and dont scrach it so i would make sure eveyone was scraching even myself

J

My friends and I believed that if a special ED person would scratch you, you would become special too. (Kinda like Resident Evil)

Special Steve

I think that there is a city inside you called the city of and then put your name there. The white blood cells are cops and the hypothalamus controls the body temp.. And when a virus gets in they make you sick and terrorize the city. I also beleive they celebrate your birthday all the time because it's important to them.

Mark

when i was 2 or 3 , I was sleeping and i saw letters coming out of my bed room wall! (TRUE) so I then go into my parents room because i was really scared and numbers were coming out of there wall! The next day I found out i had a really bad fever. The kind were you see and hear stuff that arent really there...

LOLman

When I was sick when I was little, my mom would either say that I had a big fever or a small fever. I always though she was saying 'beaver' so I imagined that there was a beaver inside me when I was sick. If I was really sick, a huge beaver was inside of me.

paxcow

I used to think ringworm really was a worm in my skin

Skashlee

When I was younger I used to believe that children with Down's Syndrome gestated for more months than the average child. After all, they were physically one age, but mentally younger.

J

When I was little, I believed that when my body hurt (from growing pains) I was getting cancer.

Anon

i used to believe i would become disabled & unable to walk if i ate an icicle my uncle walt who was disabled

Anon

My little brother who is 14 has never had the chicken pox...but he's convinced that he has. My mother and I know better, but I don't think we're ever going to convince him of the truth.

Anon

When I was little when someone said or talked about "heart attack", i thought of an old man in a wagon with the wagon going out of control and it reached the bottom of my old street and crashed into my friends mailbox and he got birdies around his head.

maria