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I used to burp the alphabet until my family told me that every time you burped you lost a piece of your lung. I completely stopped intentional burping after that.
When I was little, my grandfather (who had a big pot belly) would always burp when I poked him in the belly. I could do this ten times in a row and he would burp just as loud each time. I assumed that a person's belly acted as a "burp button" and that people burped automatically when their bellies are poked. I tried it on myself and nothing happened. After repeated attempts and no burps, I began to believe that my body was defective. My parents reassured me that I was healthy and explained (to my disappointment) that my grandfather was only playing along. I don't know why I didn't think to test this out on anybody else before assuming that there was something wrong with me!
I believed that an allergy was something you were terrified of, I had a friend allergic to dogs and one allergic to bees. I met a boy with a wheat allergy and I laughed and laughed and laughed! The girl with the peanut allergy got me going to.
I decided that only thing I was allergic to was tigers. I believed this until at least the age of 14.
In 3rd grade (age 8/9) I thought that if I burped/talked/yelled/hocked loogies with my mouth closed that nobody could hear me. I'd sit there and openly yell at people right in front of them! When people told me to stop burping (I'd just learned to swallow air!) I was legitimately dumbfounded that they could hear me!
I used to believe that if I opened my eyes too much, they could pop out
I used to believe that if you blew your nose, the snot was actually part of your brain coming out. Someone told me that and it was YEARS before I could blow my nose without freaking out.
When I was a little kid, I shared a room with my older brother. At one point I had a cold and was disturbing his sleep by all my hacking and coughing.
Frustrated, he thus told me this whopper: That I had a little puppy living inside me and that I also had a formidable alligator in there too. Every time that I coughed the alligator would bite at that puppy, so if I wanted the puppy to live, I had to quit coughing.
I didn't REALLY believe him entirely. But I did try to stiffle my coughs and began to imagine places in my body where the puppy could hide.
I never realised that you could breathe through your nose, until I saw my dad breathing without opening his mouth. I was really shocked and exclaimed, and everyone just looked at me confused.
Years later, my orthodontist said that I breathed through my mouth an abnormal amount. I always figured that was the reason.
I used to believe (and I'm dead serious when I say this) that your armpits would bleed the day you became a woman. Every morning before I would go to school. I would check my armpits to see if they were bleeding, and I would be so paranoid sitting in class thinking 'What if I start bleeding?!'
I used to believe I could take my asthma inhaler underwater and use it as a breathing device. The first time I tried I swallowed a whole mouthful of chlorine water in a split second.
I used to believe that, when you hummed, no one else could hear you. I would go around making all sorts of ridiculous sounds and making up little songs.
I wondered why people kept staring at me in public.
I used to believe that when your mouth is just in a line, not smiling or frowning, you would look like this because God didn't want you to frown because babys were being born every second, but he didn't want you to smile because people were dieing every second. That is why you are not either frowning or smiling at every second. I believed this for so long.
I used to believe that nothing existed behind me when I wasn't looking. Things only existed when I can see them. I think I still believe that.
When I was in elementary school, I believed my heart moved across my chest throughout the day.
I used to believe that iodine was monkey blood. My dad used toput it on our cuts and told us it stained because it was monkey blood.
So I'm male, when i was around 7/8 my older sister(13) convinces me i was going to start having periods when i was 18. I had no idea what they were but ran to my mum crying all the same
My mother told me that you only had a certain amount of breaths in your life, this was so I didn't talk to much. This made me believe that athletes would die really young because of all the heavy breathing they did.
I used to think that bodies were hollow, and that when you ate, the food would collect down at your toes, and just pile up until it reached your midsection - which is when you would then poo or pee (depending on how much you ate vs. drank, of course). Throwing up happened when you didn't go to the bathroom enough, and the food piled up so high that it reached your mouth.
My daughter told me that she believed that she had to have been deaf and blind before age 5 since she could not remember anything before then.
I used to think that hiccups were caused by a frog in my chest who would jump and croak.
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