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When I was 5 I lost my first tooth. I thought that when I woke up I would have my tooth back in my mouth. When I woke up (to my surprise) I didn't have another tooth in my mouth. I started crying.
Whenever I got pins and needles in my legs, I thought that woodlice where crawling around inside them!
when i was a kid i used to think that your stomach took up the whole of your body and pieces of plastic seperated two pouches, one for food and one with water.
So i used to try and mix them up. man did i get a few weird looks when i was swayin from side to side...
I was told by older kids if I bent my wrist back my veins would burst and I would bleed to death.....til I was 19 I believed that.. To this day I still hate bending them back!
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My brothers told me that if you pinched your nose and closed your mouth, you could breath out your ears. They would show me, it looked so easy, but I could never do it!
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When I was little I was really shy.
So when someone came over I'd hide my toes,
because I thought they were a private part.
(Just so this makes sense I'm a girl)
When I was about five we had to small dogs that walked all over us. I had observed, many times, that my dogs would walk on my dad and he would say, "My Nuts!"...So one day our little terrier did the same thing to me in the same spot so I said "My Nuts!"
Needless to say I got a few weird looks from my sisters and mother explaining that I didn't have "nuts"
My parents told me that when you got a ringing in your ears, it meant a satellite was overhead.
Into my early teens, I would look up into the sky whenever my ears rang to look for the satellite!
Since both my parents had dentures, I always thought that it was normal to take out your teeth from your mouth. I tried many times to take out mines and I was curious to know at what age I would finally be able to brush my teeth by holding them under water instead of putting the brush in my mouth...
I used to believe that the whole of your insides were a hollow mass and if you cut yourself, everything inside you could come out of the whole. I remember refusing to eat my fish and chips after cutting my knee because i thought they'd come out of there.
I used to wonder why people didn't have outlines like they did in cartoons.
when i was around 5 years old, I asked my mom what a "booty" was. She told me (i still don't know why she said this) that a booty was a foot. I suspected she was lying to me, and for the longest time, I wasn't sure if booty was a foot or butt.
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When I was little, I used to think that a heart attack meant that a brigade of germs would attack your heart and rip it to shreds with little spears.
I used to believe that our bodies were hollow on the inside and that there was a big black crow that lived in our chest that was connect to chains. And everytime he move a chain that corresponded with a body part.
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when me and my sis were little
my mom called a vagina a "tu-tu"
so we just called it that blah blah blah.
well later, we joined ballet
and the instructor told us
"youre all going to wear tu-tus"
i was completely mortified,
i was like "WHY WOULD WE WANNA
WEAR ONE OF THOSE!?
I ALREADY HAVE ONE!!"
Ha. total embarassment
I used to believe that when you lost your teeth, all of them fell out at the same time.
I once had a dream that this man put on too much deoderent and he exploded. Very Graphical, I saw his arm land with blood spewing out. I was so scared that day I didn't put deorderent on for weeks. Boy did I smell.
My sister used to always complain about having big breasts and she hated them alot. So she told a way to have small breasts by sleeping on my stomach with my arms crossed on my chest every night. I'm flat...so it must have worked! hahaha
I used to imagine that if someone's arm or leg was cut off it would look like baloney or salami inside. No bone down the middle, no muscle structure, no bleeding -- just solid homogeneous meat.
I still liked eating baloney, as I knew it didn't come from people! Oddly enough, I can't remember imagining that other animals were made out of baloney inside. We lived on a lake and caught and ate fish all the time, and I would help out in the kitchen when my mother was roasting a chicken, so I did know that there were bones and muscles and things inside of animals.
(When someone finally explained to me that hot dogs and baloney were usually made of the bits of meat that nobody wanted, like guts, I didn't care -- I already liked eating chicken hearts.)
this belief isn't mine but my older sisters, i don't think she would mind it if i shared as long as she's anonymous,
until she was about 16 she believed that my best friend has a cow's heart because of a joke her mother made when we were little kids.
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