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i used to believe that my feeling lived in my knee.
so naturally,when ever some one said their feelings were hurt, id go run and grab a [patterned] bandaid, and put it on their knee.,
or if i couldnt reach their knee, on their shin.
When I was about six, I had the theory that if you ever broke a bone it was replaced by one of your smaller "bones" (actually just ridges) that covered your Adam's apple. It would fall into your stomach and expand, then float to wherever needed repair. When you were old and all of your bones had been broken, you would no longer be able to feel your Adam's apple because all your bones had been used. I believed that seriously and told my dad about it, who didn't discourage me from the idea until I was in third grade.
When I was younger, my Uncle was, and is still, extremely fat. When we would ask him why his stomach stuck out so much, he would say there was an alien living inside of it.
When I was younger my mom used to look behind my ears and say " oh my gosh you have potatoes growing behind there." I literally thought I had little potatoes growing behind my ears up until I was about 9 when she told me it was actually dirt.
When I was younger, I was told I had a long tongue a lot. One day, I accidentally touched my uvula with my tongue. I actually convinced myself that I had just licked my brain, because that is one of the few body parts inside of me that I had heard about because I was only in preschool. One day, I was at some local store, and I told my mom, "Mom, I just licked my brain!" My mom responded "That is impossible darling." She made me really sad because I thought I could do something no one else could do. But I would not let her stop me from being unique! It was one day that I wanted to see myself lick my brain in front of the mirror that I learned my mom was right.
I used to believe that my Aunty could steal all my bones. She would tell me she had stolen them and I would scream until she gave them back.
I used to believe that feelings were kept in your ankles. So, when someone said "My feelings are hurt...." I thought their ankles were probably sore.
When I was younger, I learned that my father was an organ donor. I thought that this meant that if, at anytime someone needed an organ - whether my dad was alive or not - people would come, kill him, and take the necessary body part.
My dad convinced me that the blue vein you could see on the bridge of my nose was there because he squished a blueberry on it when I was born. He had me going for a while with that one!
I believed that there was such thing as a piano donor just like an organ donor. That was when i had no idea what an organ donor was.
I used to believe that my teeth were in endless supply and would fall out of my head for the rest of my life. I didn't know who the Tooth Fairy was, but she was going to help me buy alot of candy.
When I was little I used to think that when I flossed or brushed my teeth, if there were any specks of food on the brush or floss, that it was the cavity creatures from the toothpaste commercials.
I have 2 little moles, one on each ankle, and for years I believed that everybody had them because when god finished making you,(sewing you up) that was where he cast off.
When I was little, my big sister told me that noses werent always there, and they came to be when people started flicking each other in the spot, and a bump formed.
I used to belive I was the only person with a buttcrack because I ripped my butt open as a baby
I used to believe some really weird things. I thought that those ladies who wear really dark lipliner, but very light or no lipstick had gotten in trouble for talking when they were a kid, so their parents cut off their lips. When they turned 18 and became a legal adult, they went and got their lips put back on because it's easier to do stuff with lips. Now they made a law that said you couldn't chop off your kid's lips so that's why there aren't kids walking around with no lips anymore.
I use to believe that when 'varicose veins' were being talked about my Grandmother was saying 'very close veins' which made perfect sense to me!
I used to think that the inside of people's heads was like the insides of a watermelon, with the white rind, the pink flesh and all the little black seeds.
There was a little boy that I didn't like and I desperately wanted to cut his head open with an axe to find out if my theory was correct.
My dad used to name different "tickle" areas: underarm was a "twillie", behind the knee was a "twasco", and side was a "hambone." I was seriously 14 before I realized no one else called them as such. I'm sure I got a few puzzled looks when I would tell people to quit touching my twillie.
I used to believe that you could take out your teeth like dentures. I watched my grandma take her dentures out, and I tried pulling on my gums. I was disappointed when my teeth wouldn't come out like my grandma's!
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