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I used to believe that when a person was born, that person was given so many breaths. I used to hold my breath or try to breathe slowly so that I would live longer.
I have always been a little spacey and it is often hard for others to get my attention when I am focusing on something. When I was younger I was told by my mother that I had "selective hearing" and I believed for many years that this was the name of a hearing disorder. I would earnestly explain to people if they had trouble getting my attention that it was due to my "selective hearing problem."
I used to - and kind of still do - believe that if you hold back your sneezes, your head would explode.
I hold back my sneezes... dundundun...
I used to believe that when you smelt of something, breathing out onto it would ruin the smell. To this day I do not exhale on flowers, but point my breath in another direction before I sniff them again.
Once when suffering a paticularly nasty bout of constipation when I was very young, I got up my seat and demanded that my mother fetch a kitchen knife to cut off whatever was emerging.
My mom used to tell me that having the hiccups meant that I was healthy. I am now 29 and I still do not know what it means when people hiccup.
I WAS TOLD IF YOU DON'T BRUSH YOUR TEETH THEY WILL FALL OUT. WHEN MY TEETH STARTED FALLING OUT I BRUSHED EVEN HARDER THINKING THAT WOULD KEEP THEM FROM FALLING OUT
I used to belive that you only were given so much Voice when you were born, so that at some point I'd run out. So I began to try to talk as little as possible!
When I was at school, in primary 1, I used to think if I covered my ears, and began to sing or talk no one could hear me. I suppose I thought because I couldn't hear them, they couldn't hear me!
when i was little,i was afraid to go to sleep,not because of monsters,but because i thought i couldn't breath when i was asleep.My brother told me when your asleep,your body cant work,so i took a deep breath every night before i went to sleep
I used to believe that if you sneezed with your eyes open you would die!
When I was about 5, my brother, who was about 13 at the time, told me that every time I blew my nose that part of my brain was coming out. After that I always looked into the kleenex to see how much of my brain I had lost. I believed him until I was about 8 or 9.
my mum said that when i was 6 whenever i burped i used to say there was a dragon in my tummy that had hiccups!!!!!
I used to believe that good and expensive joggers would make me run fast.
i used to believe that when we eat, our food gets collected in our tummy and never come out again as excretery waste. and i thought the excretery waste we let out was the dirt from our body !!!
My mom told be that when you got the hiccups, it meant a little elf was jumping around in your stomach. I tried to calm him down by sitting still or laying down but the hiccups wouldn't stop!
When I was young my, very superstitious, grandmother would tell my sister and I that everytime we hiccupped a drop of blood would fall off our heart. Everytime i got the hiccupps I would panic and hold my breath or eat a spoon full of suger (upside-down) until they went away, paranoid that my heart would dry out and I would die from them. I still think about it when I feel them coming on!
When i was little, maybe 3 or 4, i used to think that tears actually weren't real, they were just a myth. Once i got really mad at my parents, and i went off and started crying tears! i was so surprised, i started crying even more.
I used to have a lot of nightmares when I was little, so I always dreaded bedtime, because of my fear of the bad dreams. So one day, I decided that maybe if I wrote on a piece of paper what I wanted to dream about [happy stuff like mermaids or flowers or rainbows] and stuck it under my pillow right before I went to sleep, my brain would receive my "good" dream wishes, and the nightmares wouldn't be able to get through. And if I woke up the next morning without any recollection of a bad dream, that meant that it had worked.
This may seem silly, but I believe, even 20 years later, that it was a good idea. lol.
I used to believe in the 'little men' that worked inside your body.
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