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Not me But my brother thought that people with different coloured skin had different coloured blood. like people with dark skin had darker blood than people with lighter skin! hes 14!! LOL
I used to believe that a person's soul was an actual "thing" that lived in the body from the top of the chest to the torso. Rectangular in shape with rounded corners.
When I was in 6th grade, my male teacher told the class that he had testicular cancer- from that point until I actually saw a penis- I thought they were green and slimy like I pictured cancer...
I believed that men and women were the same without pants, except that women did not have testicles, just the penis.
When I was around 10 and was finally starting to grow boobs, (yes they were mosquitoe bites, but they hurt like HELL!) I thought that I was getting breast cancer. Of course I was too embarrased to ask about it, so this went on for about a year. I actually thought that because one side was growing more, and hurt more than the other, that I definitely had cancer on that side.
When I was six or seven I was led to believe that if I were to swallow my baby teeth they would start to grow on my bum.
I believed that all of my blood was stored in the calves of my legs.
I believed shrimp was an organ because of a dream. My grandmother was going through several forms of cancer at the time and I was very stressed out. Not understanding what exactly was killing her, my stress dreams evolved constantly. One night I awoke sweating and crying and ran to my mom's room yelling about shrimp. I dreamed my grandmother was inside this metal machine at a hospital, and someone used a metal arm to pull her shrimp out of her. She was awake and screaming. My mom was very concerned about a little girl having such weird violent dreams so she assured me repetitively this wasn't real, but for some reason I still thought shrimp was an organ for years and would never eat it. I hate shrimp to this day.
When I first started to develop my breasts I thought it meant I was producing milk
I believed that I had a fake right big toe, having lost my real one in the plug holder (thanks Helen!)
I believed until the age of 23 that lungs were hollow, and that if you had a collapsed lung that meant it went all shrivelled like a balloon
When I was a kid my dad told me that if I lost a tooth I should put it in a glass of water, because it would transform into a coin when it was night. I was depressed when I found out that this wasn't true...
I was always told that if I made rude faces and the wind changed direction, that my face would get stuck that way.
when i was about 6 or 7 my family use to say to all the children that if they poked there tongue out a man would come along and chop it off. And they even used to curl there tongue up to make it look like half of it was missing. Its scared me i didn't want half a tongue:o(. Well safe to say i didn't poke my tongue out for years after that..tee hee
I have two small moles on each side of the back of my neck. I hated
them, so I told my mom I was going to pick them off. She told me I
would bleed to death!
As a result of misunderstanding the words to the first line of the song "Ball and the Jack" ("first you put your two knees close up tight"), I thought that there was a part of your body called a "toony," of which you had two.
My son ran up to me when he was small,
very excited because he said he was getting his "wizards teeth". What he was talking about were his "wisdom teeth".
Just like one of the other beliefs I thought the pulse in my ear was caused by British soldiers marching in my ear.
well when i was a small girl of about 4 i used to wonder how women breastfed their children.i figured out that they had stacks of hay inside their boobs and that's how the milk was produced. i derived this theory from the fact that cows ate hay so that's what helped them to produce their milk.
When I was about four years old I used to believe that everyone could chose their sex and
I was disappointed when I discovered that I wasn’t “the one” who decided that I was borne as a girl.
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