general

when I was like, 6, my mom always told me that the little scraps of food that came out of your teeth when you flossed, were sugar bugs. I thought they were actual bugs so I tried to make a collection.

Anon

When I was real little, I remember thinking for a brief time that your age was in direct correlation with your shoe size, i.e., if you're 2, you wear a size 2; if you're 5, you wear a size 5. I have no idea how I came up with this...

Anon

When I was younger, My dad used to have a moustache. Every time he shaved it, I asked him where it had gone. He told me that it had 'gone on holiday' it always came back within a few days so for years i believed him...hmmm...

sarah

When I was a little girl I firmly believed that the true sign of childhood wealth was wearing braces. I had stubbornly staright teeth AND a poor family. No hope for braces for me. After hearing a child at school murmer about me being traler trash, I vowed that i would make everyone think I was rich. I arrived at school the next day- and everyday for several weeks wearing tin foil on my teeth.

Becka

When I was eight, my papa got a pair of dentures. Only, I didn't know they were false teeth. After popping them out at me I excitedly asked him how he did that. He told me it took lots of practice.
When I became a teenager a man from church popped his teeth out at us and I immediately exclaimed, "How did you do that?!?! I have been practicing for years!"

Becka

Growing up, my older brother collected gopher bones. He always told me that they were my baby bones, and that I lost them just like my teeth. My mom never told me the truth, I had to find out on my own when I got older and was very disapointed that my brother and mom would lie to me.

Karnin

I was nearly four when my third sibling was born. My Aunt was holding him (a thrid brother for me) and kept telling me not to touch his crown. His crown! I couldn't see a crown on his head and besides he was a boy! He had no business trying to wear a crown. My father had told me that I was the princess in this family. I thought that my Aunt was very mistaken, it was years later that I found out that she meant the soft spot on the new baby's head is the crown.

Ellie

I once believed that heaven was located inside my heart and that when people died, they took up residence inside my chest (I imagined these people carving a city in my heart). I was a little worried about what would happen to them when it started to get too crowded--I thought that some of them might migrate to other body parts and I didn't want them to start building things in my stomach, too.

I don't really know where I got this idea from, but I was convinced that I had a bunch of miniature dead people wandering around in my ribcage for a while.

Emme

I used to belive...
You know the game where your parents grab your nose and put their thumb in betweewn their pointer and middle finger and say" I got Your nose!" well i thought my mom really took my nose and i cried

Anon

I thought that my lips grew bigger when I cried

Maria

Up until I was about 9, I thought that if you were to chop off your arm or leg, you wouldnt see blood muscles etc...you would see wires and electric sparks poking out. I wouldn't hesitate to tell my younger relatives this, and my three year old cousin thinks it now!

Kelsopop

As a kid, I had a vague idea that "cheeks" and "jaws" were two different names for the very same body part. It was just that "cheeks" was a dainty and sweet-sounding word, while "jaws" was a coarse and rather unattractive word. So if I thought of someone as nice and likeable, I'd call the sides of his or her face "cheeks", while I'd use "jaws" for someone I considered mean or unlikeable. In the first grade I had a former friend, with whom I'd had a falling-out. After that the teacher one day accused him of talking when he wasn't supposed to be. He denied that he'd been talking. Then the teacher said, "Oh yes you were! I saw your little cheeks just going up and down!" Boy did I feel exasperated! While I was so out of sorts with this kid, the teacher had so unduly complimented him by calling his body part in question "cheeks" rather than "jaws". "HE has jaws, NOT cheeks!" I was indignantly saying to myself.

Bobby boy

Until I was about 11 or so, I used to believe that my maternal grandmother had pressed buttons into my cheeks at night as I slept (when I was a tiny baby). That is what she told me when I asked why I had dimples. I was very gullible as a small child ... and still am, so I am told. :-)

Linda Dianne (Anderson) Sneed

I use to think small alagators lived inside me and were me, or just about. I thought whenever I got the hickups they were ringing a bell, whenever my arms or legs fell asleep I thought ants were running around in me, and whenever I was hungry, they were getting mad because they were hungry! Weird, huh?

Red Kitty

I used to believe that when I grew up, my legs would be slim and elegant and utterly hairless, with dainty ankles and pretty knees. All the women on TV had nice legs and breasts, I knew that I was going to get breasts, and expected to get nice legs too.

I got the boobs, but my legs are still as stumpy as ever!

Disappointed

I use to believe that hair wigs and press-on nails used to come from dead people. I would never wear any. Even up to today if i require long hair and fingernails I much prefer to grow my own.

Sunita

Once my brother swalled one of his loose teeth eating a rice cake. My mom looked in his mouth and said that the new one was coming in. I thought I could see something white at the back of his mouth, and until I lost a tooth I thought that over the course of days, new teeth would fly up from your stomach and land in the empty tooth-space.

Kieran

When I was little I used to believe that when you lost a tooth, if you didn't stick your tongue in the gap of where it was a gold tooth would grow in there. My Grandfather had told me that and no matter how hard I tried, I could never keep my tongue out of the gap. Needless to say I never grew in a gold tooth!!

Anon

My sister use to tell me that I would not a get a brain until my next birthday. The next birthday came around and it then moved to the next birthday.

Angela

When I was about three, I used to believe that the round bone joint in my armpit was an almond under my skin. This belief came about after my sister "magically" pulled an almond from my armpit.

Anon