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when i was little i used to think that getting on your nerves was standing on something called a nerve and when someone told me i was getting on their nerves i would say " no im not im off".
WHen I was really young, about 3 or 4, my grandfather told me that how people get their buttcracks was the doctor had to sit a baby on an ax right after it was born. I told people that up until I was about 8 years old!
I believed until college (I guess I just didn't think about it) that women had one more rib than men. I thought that it explained the whole Adam and Eve thing.
When I was little, I believed that feelings were shaped like hoola-hoops and could be found inside your stomach.
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i used to believe that when u lost ur teeth the toothfairy would come...like any other kid belived...but then i thought that the tooth fairy would put all your teeth in a statue with no teeth, and when the statue was full of teeth, a baby would be born with your teeth!
I used to think people were made of dirt and mayonnaise. I kind of rememeber picking this up at church.
my little cousin thought that when people hurt your feelings, it was an actual body part!i remember when her sister hit their dog, she said" mariah hit aspen right in the feelings"!! it was soo cute though! she was only 4 years old!
I had injured my knee badly when I was little. When it was open and bleeding, I noticed what I now know was probably a ligament and some other ooky stuff in there.
In front of the whole family when I was about 9 or so, I was recreating what the wound looked like and I said, "It looked like I had testicles in there." I meant to say "tentacles" b/c of all the weird freaky stuff. Well, the whole family just roared and I sat there saying, "what? what? what?!"
How silly.
I used to believe that the only body in your body was your knee bone. That was probably because I was always falling over and grazing it!
I used to belive that our blood wasnt carried by veins and arteries. i thought that we were just filled up with blood like milk in a carton. And the blood just stayed there, it didnt move. I thought all our organs were floating in our blood too.
For some reason, for the longest time I believed that my left leg was totally empty, except for the few things needed to survive. So if I ever got stranded, somehow my left leg would save me...I think it all started as a joke that my dad played on me, but I believed it for a very long time.
I used to believe that your memories were kept in a file drawer in your chest. Grown-ups could always tell stories about a long time ago because they knew how to open their memory drawers. I couldn't find my handle, so I didn't have as many memories.....Funny, I still haven't found my handle and I still forget all kinds of tings...........
when I was young, I heard that blood had iron in it. I thought blood was red because it was rusty.
not to long ago i thot equilebrium was a part of your brain. honestly i still do
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I formed a belief that the older you were, logically the bigger your feet. I could never figure out why on earth my dad had bigger feet than my grandfather-it made absolutely no sense!-and my mom couldnt even begin to try to explain it to me...
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When I was small my sister told me she had a spare pair of legs which she used for sunbathing. She said she kept them under the bed and scerwed them on when she needed to.
I used to believe that your mouth was like a sponge, and your saliva had sort of a fixed limit. So if you had a mouthful of saliva, and you swallowed it, it was like squeezing all the water from a sponge, and there wasn't any more.
I didn't want to have a permanently dry mouth, so whenever I salivated, I'd hold it in my mouth, wondering why it didn't get reabsorbed...
Once when I was in preschool the teacher asked how many times we could bend our fingers. i ket bending mine the whole time worrying the once I used up all the times i could bend my fingers i would never be able to be able to bend my fingers again. when the gilr next to me raised her hands and saiod three I told her she must have bent her fingers a lot before. Of course they meant how many places can you bend your finger.
When I was first learning to brush my own teeth, my mum would always remind me "don't forget to brush your back teeth". No one had ever explained to me what "back teeth" meant, so for years I used to gag myself trying to find the teeth at the back of my mouth.
Of course, i never found any teeth in my throat, but was too scared to ask mum about it because I thought I'd be told off for not having brushed them in years. I was about 8 when a dentist visited my school and I plucked up the courage to ask her about it. I felt a bit stupid, but at least it stopped me pushing toothbrushes down my throat...
This is my brothers
When he was two years old he noticed that my mother had moles on her neck. He asked them what they were and she told him. Somehow he made the connection between her moles and his nipples. He has referred to his nipples as moles for two years now.
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