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when I was little, my mother told me that telling lies would make your tounge turn black. When I noticed the veins underneath my tounge in the mirror, I just knew it was starting to happen.
When I was four or five, my sister (who is a year and a half older than me) told me that my fingernails were glued on with all the cheese I ate. I believed for years that if my fingernails got caught on something, a string of gooey mozzerella would follow as they were pulled off.
apparently shaking your legs when you're sitting is a bad habit...that we would not break. so my dad told us that snakes would come out of our legs if we shook them. i believed it till i was about eight.
top belief!
I'm not sure why, but when I was little, I used to believe that your chin was a beanbag, and if you ever cut it, all the little beans inside would come spilling out.
When I was very small I used to think that I had two sets of lungs: one set for breathing with your mouth, one set for your nose. I was convinced that the ridges on the roof of your mouth was the ribcage that protected your mini nose lungs from your food.
I used to believe that all children had sugar behind their ears because my great uncle would always say "Come give me some sugar!" and then he'd pretend to get the sugar from behind my ears. So I always wondered how the sugar got there and how come only us kids had it!
When I was feeling confident about counting up to 20 I began to count how many fingers people had - I always thought that the number of fingers depended on how old these people were but when I counted them I always ended up with 5. I was dissappointed UNTIL I made my mind up to give it another try; I tried to count my father's fingers and I had 6! I was so happy and loved my father for having 6 fingers!
This is embarrassing.
My mom would always ask me if dinner 'hit the spot' so I always imagined my stomach as a big ball, similar to the bottom of a thermometer, empty or full of red liquid. I knew what my stomach really was, and how it looked, I was just a weird kid.
I was about 4 when my sister was born, and my mum would breast feed her. I remember watching my mum drinking a glass of milk with her dinner and thinking she must be filling her boobs up for my sis!
When I was 13 I was booked in to have my adenoids removed but I went to school and told everyone I was having my "androids" removed.
I'm left-handed, and since my mom and sister were right-handed, I figured that all guys were lefties and all girls were righties. When I figured out that my dad is also a righty, it threw me off, and then I realized that I'm just an oddball.
i used to think that black people had black skeleatons.
My mother once told me that if I screamed my fingernails would grow.
I don't think she knew I had figured out they could be cut yet, because I began screaming to test this theory. Needless to say, they didn't grow.
top belief!
I used to believe that one time, when I was taken to the doctor, they inserted an AA-type battery into my body, for some weird reason. I never knew what it really was, but based on the place where the "battery" was inserted, I think it was a suppository.
When I was a kid of 4 and 5, the one thing all of us kids believed, even some of the older kids in the neighbourhood, was that if the 'web' between our thumb and forefinger was cut in anyway we would die, and I had nightmares about falling into pieces like a cartoon character.
Well when i was littel i used to think the boo was the leg lol. One time we went to the doctor . When i was 5 i broke my leg so when. The dotor ask me why i was here i said "caues my boo was broke"
So what was funny lol
My parents used to tell me I had "mouse ears". I thought my ears must have been deformed so I used to keep my hair long to cover my ears (until my mid-20's) What they really meant was that my ears were small and that I have extremely good hearing! ! !
When I was little, I used to nibble on all sorts of things: toys, biscuits, the dinner table. My parents said I had "mouse teeth" and I thought they meant that my teeth were yellow and pointy and ugly. Just about all photos of me have me smiling with just my lips; no teeth showing. I'm now 49......oh dear.
When I was little, I used to believe that muscles and snot were made of the same substance. This was because of a book I read where it said that earwax was a thick, gooey substance like mucus--only I misread "mucus" as "muscle," creating a very strange mental image for me...
A Tv commercial when I was a kid featured a western actor talking about his job and jumping off a rooftop onto his horse. When the director called cut the actor said "Oh my hemorroids" (sp?) and went on to sell whatever product the ad was for. So because of that commercial I used to believe that the technical name for everyones back side was "hemorroids" and I called my own ass my "hemorroids" several times between the ages of 4 and 5 before being told not to.
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