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This is not my belief, but a boy at my school told me he hadn't found out that girls have nipples until only a couple of years a ago (he was about 14?). He thought only men had nipples, not women. I wonder how he couldn't have known!? And for so long!
When my older sister was younger, she thought that her toenails would fall off if anyone touched them. She's still afraid to let anyone touch her feet.
my grandpa told us that if we put our feet in the river water than fish would think they were worms and eat them off.... I was so scared to go in the river for years!
I used to think eyeshadow protected your eyes from the sun somehow.
My step-dad told my sister that everytime she learnt something a crinkle was made on her brain. She belevied him and went and asked the science teacher.
when you cleaned your ears, the wax was smooshed worms that lived inside of your ears and that's what it was...worm guts at the end of your Q-Tip.
i used to be so afraid of my own shaddow. i used to think i would dissapear in it.
You know when you yawn really wide a little squirt of spit comes out of your mouth? Well I used to think it was a little man in my throat that was always there with a water hose (that's why my mouth was always wet) and when I opened my mouth too wide the hose oversprayed and some of the water shot out.
when i was little and had a stomache, i used to think a little man was in my stomach poking away with a pitchfork.
When I was very young, my mother was yelling furiously at my older brother. He was sitting on the couch eating popcorn, ignoring her. She grew increasingly upset, and finally shouted, "You eat my heart out!" I thought the popcorn was my mother's heart.
we were told as children that if you kiss your elbow you will become the opposite sex. My sisters tried to kiss their elbow, but it proved impossible.
I used to belive that when the docter hit my knee with that thing that I was supposed to kick my foot so one day I kicked it so hard that I kicked my doc and I actually hurt her.
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!
My little sister (by 2 years) believes that there are lots of tiny men in our body.She thinks that they wear little hard hats and dungarees and control all our bodily functions. She seems to think the same obout the toaster and the oven and the radio....?!
Until I was in high school, I fully believed that if you were to take out your intestines, that it would be long enough to be wrapped around the earth.
My grandad told me that ears were made of bacon rashers. I believed him, and wondered why his 'bacon rashers' had grown to such a huge size.
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.
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...
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 that everyone had matching, symmetrical freckles on their kneecaps like I do, and that they served some important anatomical purpose.
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