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I have toes like my daddy's. Our index and middle toes are stuck together. Almost webbed in a way. My dad told me one day that they stuck together because I'd eaten to much candy as a baby. I always told older people that and now I understand why they always giggled.
i used to believe that when i was a kid when i slept with the covers off my legs or arms (especially my feet) that if i fell asleep with them out that little gnomes with butcher knives would come and cut them off. then i thought that they would take my parts to other gnomes and sell them to eat parts of me. Yea i was a weird kid i know i admit it.
Once, I stuck a crayon up my nose and it got stuck. Until I was about 11, I still believed it was there because that's what my parents had told me...
I used 2 beleive yer @$$ was yer forehead
when i was little i used to think there were little men inside every person's body, and they would poke u with pitchforks to make you itch, and when u swallowed something they would pull it down, and when u...ahem...pooped, the little men would be jumping on it to make it leave u faster...i was a weird little child
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My mom would always tell me and my brother that we need to drink our milk because it made our bones and teeth smile...this somewhat freaked me out because I thought if they could smile they must have minds of their own... maybe that's why i became a vegan...
When we were about 4-6, we used to believe (well, half believe) that if you tread on somebody's shadow it would hurt the person.
When I was young and I heard my pulse in my ear (usually when I had an ear ache or something I could hear my pulse in my ear) I thought it was some little man walking around in my head.
One time, my Grandpa told me my butt was broken, I cried to my mom yelling "My butts broken! My butts broken!"
When i was about 12 or 13 we went on a camping trip and my dad had his bare feet on the picnic an had many wrinkles and asked my mom what they were and she told me they were "mean streeks" cause my dad had a bad temper i belived her. later that day we were eating dinner she metioned somehting about it and i said somehting that made her relize i belived her. they luahged sooo hard it lasted about in hour. i felt really stupid...
I used to believe that you had only have your brain blood and bones in your body until I learned about the whole human body in 5th grade in grade school when I read a library book that I borrowed again and again and again....................................... Now I'm in 6th grade! Same school,and now I've got an IQ of 158! I know about the whole body now!
I used to believe that little people lived inside me. I felt bad for them because they were trapped... and I would just leave my mouth open so they could walk out. They never did.
i used to belive that if i fell on my head my head would come off while i was doing a cartwheel
i used to think that people had lots and lots of wires inside their bodies that made them work, instead of veins and organs etc.
I used to believe that I had a baby inside of me and that I had to water it, through my belly button, everytime I took a bath.
i used to believe that my brain worked like the inside of a clock. How the wheels cranked and turned.
When my mom was little she believed she could swallow her tongue. She would stay up all night sticking her tongue out. She thought she would swallow it in her sleep and die!
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My dad told me that the reason feet were stinky was because they grew out of your butt.
My dad used to tell me that if I didn't dry between my toes after I have a bath, they'll turn green and fall off. I believed that forever!
when my little sister was born (jan 28 2004) she would scream and go red all over her body when we tried to bath her and her nipples blended in with the rest of her skin so 1 day i turned round and said "when will Lily grow her nipples?"
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