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I was told that, when something was stinking real bad, the stench would get in my mouth if I opened it... I almost threw up at the thought !
To this day I keep my mouth shut when I smell something disgusting.
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I believed that kittens lived under the tissue lying beneath my tongue. I don't know where I got this idea...but I was pretty sure of it.
when i was 4 or 5 my mother and grandmother used to tell me that when i told a lie my tounge would turn black. so i would tell a lie and then run to a mirror. i would then go ask one of them if i just told a lie why wasn't my tounge black? they said that only parents and grand parents can see it. i believed this untill i was 10
I used to believe that after eating food it would come out of tiny holes at the end of my toes. This was the reason why shoes became too small and new ones were required!
I used to think that my soul was my throat.. either located there, or that it actually was my throat... i'm not sure. But i thought you could rip it out, like on Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. I think I tried this on my little brother, but i'm not sure.
i used to be so afraid of my own shaddow. i used to think i would dissapear in it.
I used to believe that if cutting your arm through or any other part of the body, the limps would be made out of different kind of saussages, like salami,etc. I then thought, hey would it not be practical, you never needed to be hungry, for you would have your food always next to you.
When people told me the Royal Family had blue blood, I actually thought that they had blue blood. I also thought that 'air guitar' was actually a type of guitar
I used to think that if, after losing a tooth, I didn't touch the gap with the tounge or toothbrush or anything, it would grow in as a gold tooth, and that was the reason people in movies and cartoons had gold teeth. I wanted a gold tooth, but I never managed to keep my fingers out of my mouth after losing a tooth.
my boyfriend thought (or still thinks) that flossing your teeth is dangerous--the plaque that you get out from between your teeth will be swallowed and will form the plaque in your arteries that cause heart attacks.
I was always afraid to get my ears pierced when I was young. I thought that the "gun" they used was a real gun. I was afraid they would miss and shoot the earring into my eye!
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My father told me that freckles where angel kisses, and since most of my body is covered with them i used to think they swarmed over my bed at night... waiting their turn to kiss me.
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When I was about 5, we had an encylopedia with overlays of all the human body systems, everything labeled. I searched many times over looking for the part named 'soul', couldn't find it. I figured that its location was a secret and was afraid to ask about it.
When I was young I slammed my finger in the car door. We were at IHOP and my brother told me that if my finger got too close to my hot cocoa that it would shrink. From that point on, until I was considerably older, I held a belief in my subconscious that there were people walking around with shrunken fingers, until one day it came out in conversation..."you know those people with shrunken fingers..." oh my.
When I was about 4 years old, my best friend and I got into a fight. He punched me, I punched him. In the shocked silence that followed, he touched his chest and said "Look what you've done, my hart is beating! My sister says if your hart starts beating you're going to DIE!!" he exclaimed with the fear of god in his eye. I told him to stop talking nonsense, but I was scared shitless.
I used to believe that your stomach was just one big tub of liquid where your heart and all your organs float, and when you eat something it falls into the pool where all your organs are too.
As a child, I asked my older sister about the little bumps (saliva glands) on the inside of my cheeks, about half way back.
She said that they were growths that had to be cut out, and grabbed some scissors to perform the operation.
I sincerely believed she would carry through with it, but wouldn't tell my parents because I thought they would make me go to the doctor.
I thought that we each had 3 souls, and they were pink spotty organs in our bodies. Someone in my class convinced me of this, they even had pictures. I put it in a school project once. I wonder what my teacher thought...
My Grandfather lost his finger in an accident long before Me and my sister were born. My Grandmother told us that she kept his finger stub in the bottom drawer of the bathroom. I suppose now that this was to keep us out of whatever she kept in there.
I thought my stomach had different "compartments" for different foods. I would explain to my parents that my "spaghetti compartment" was full... but a few minutes later, when dessert came around, I'd have room because my "dessert compartment" was empty.
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