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I was afraid of picking my nose, because I believed (and vaguely recall being told) that snot was fly poop. Because, (of course!) when flies shat in the air or in our vicinity, it somehow got ingested through our nostrils. :S
Aleia
When i was about 5, my mum used to tell me:
a. picking your nose made your eyes fall out
b. sitting on the pavement gave you piles
c. putting anything metal in your mouth gave you "kankers" whatever that was!!!
I think I never got kankers though one cant be sure...
Darren
as a child i used to pick my nose, one day i was in pre-school (kindergarten to the americans) when i pulled out an extra large booger.... i screamed because i thought it was my brain so i tried my hardest to shove it back up into my nose!
Martin
I used to pick my nose and eat it on a daily basis as a kid. I don't know what I saw or heard, but when I was about four years old, I started believing that if you picked your nose for a certain amount of time, your nose would grow three feet overnight, and the problem with that was... you didn't know when it was going to happen! Needless to say, I not only stopped picking my nose, but I'd wake up frequently during the night to see if my nose had grown any longer.
Jenny
When I was a young child, I was a fervent nose-picker. One time, in the middle of a prolonged car trip, I'd come down with a slight cold, and had been picking more than usual in a vain attempt to unplug whichever nostril was plugged at the time. Apparently I'd done some damage to the internal nasal tissues, because in the middle of a rather fevered picking session, I came up with a particularly juicy red scab with some nose hair attached. Not realizing the wonderful treasure I'd just dug up, I asked my mother what it what it was, the bloody thing perched happily on my index finger. My father, probably unaware of my treasure, immediately responded, "It's your cold." Before my mother could clarify, my sister started screaming how gross nose-picking was, and I flicked the thing outside the car window. For several years thereafter, I assumed that whenever I had a cold, all I had to do was dig until I pulled out a fat red booger, and my cold would immediately start getting better.
Veridianedge
I have no idea how I came to believe this, but as a child I thought that there was a triangular shaped booger inside your nose and when you accidently picked it, that's what caused nose-bleeds. Gross.
Ez
as mom caught us with my brother picking our nose she asked us funnily if we have a licence to mine....we really started to think where to get that licece from....
k@k.k
I was once told that if I picked my nose it would grow and spread all around my head - I believed it for years!
when i was about 6 my auntie told me that if you pick your nose a big tree would grow out of your bellybuton, this amused my brother and one day he thought that it would be a goood idea to super glue a flower in his belly button to try and scare me the best bit about it that he was lefft with a bit of the stem and supergglue in his belly button
beth
When I was little I used to believe that my boogers were alive, and had a life up inside my nose, so I would pull 1 out, talk to it, and "put it back in it's house for later"
Kat
well when i was about 5 years old my mom caught me picking my nose and said to stop digging for gold. so , naturally, i thought there was gold in my nose. so one day soon after in school i told my friends there was gold in my nose... they didnt belive me so i said watch and started to pick my nose i got caught by my teacher and she said that if i stuck my finger up my nose a snail named chompey would bite my finger off.... i never picked my nose again.
pokey
i used to believe that eating your bogeys gave you worms
I used to believe whenever I picked my nose My Eye balls would fall out or get bigger
Jimbo
this is really gross, but when i was very young, for whatever reason, i believed that my boogers had tiny little souls and when i picked my nose, i would ball them up and group them together in a bizarre 'hiding place'--on the seat of a defunct exercise bike in our front yard and sometimes i'd talk to them...the idea that those things came out of my nose held an incomprehensible fascination for me.
gross kid
when i was little i used to pick my nose and i used to take out the boogies and then smell them the roll it and then throw it away and then lick my finger....but the my mom saw me and told me that if i picked my nose the boogie monster would come out of my nose and eat my nose and chew my finger....it scared me at first but then i started doing it again
Shelly G.
I used to believe that if i enjoyed my boogers, everyone else must too. I have a vague memory of offering my sister one. I don't believe she took it.
Sandy Hileman
My younger brother use to pick his nose so much that my cousin's boyfriend told him that a worm lives inside your nose and it's gonna bite your finger off if you pick your nose too far inside. I believed that for almost 5 years until he told me that it was just a lie so my little brother could stop picking his nose.
Mei
When I was little my dad told me that if I picked my nose my eye would fall out. I was petrified. It wasn't until like 10 years later when I was 14 or so that my mom finally told me he was kidding.
Rachel
i used to think that boogers was just dried up dust that u breathed in through yur nose so for a long time i breathed out of my mouth!
brit
My grandfather had lost part of a finger in some sort of accident. When I was younger, he told me that a snail lived up in your nose and if you stuck your finger in your nose the snail would bite it. He claimed that he had stuck his finger too far up his nose and that the snail had bit it off!
Toni
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