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When I was a kid I used to believe that if you rubbed your eyeballs too hard that they would fall back into your head. This meant that you would no longer would be able to use them because they would be floating around inside your head.
i used to believe that if i rolled my eyes while someone hit me on the back of the head, my eyes would stay that way. i tried like mad to get someone to hit me while i did that but no one would! i even tried to do it to myself, and when it didn't work i figured i wasn't hitting myself hard enough.
i used to believe that the term "eye sockets" was literal -- and that eyes, by definition, plugged into your head like lamps plug into walls... i was always afraid that my eyes would pop out of my head and i wouldn't be able to plug them back in
Because my mom and dad once told me that while they were shopping (I was about five or so) a woman had her eyes literally pop out and that this would happen to anyone who had big eyes. After a while they told me that I had big eyes and I shouldn't open them too wide or they'd pop out. It went so far that I was scared my eyes would pop out whenever I had a headache or my eyes hurt. Now I know it's not true.... At least I hope it's not...
When I was little my mom told me that if I watch too much TV my eyes would get really big. Everytime I saw someone with big eyes, I would think that they watched a lot of TV.
One night at this coffee house this woman made me beleive that if you crossed your eyes and hit your back that your eyes will be crossed forever.
She said when she was a little kid a friend of hers did it and her eyes were still crossed. I ws brave enough to try it because I usually had my eyes crossed anyway. I didn't become cross eyed but it felt kinda weird.
around the age of 5 or 6 i became paranoid about my eyes. i thought that if i ever touched them, even by accident, like rubbing an itch, than my eyes would fall into my head and i would never get them back.
When i was very small i used to beleive that your eyelids would freeze if you let the wind get into them.
For the longest time, I used to believe an odd thing about sleep crusties (the bits of dead skin that build up in the corners of your eyes, yano)
I would tell myself every night, not to rub them out in the morning, because I believed that if you left it long enough, the crusties would build up in a mold of you eye. I thought it would be so cool to have a crusty mold of my eye (??). Of course, I was weak and never accomplished this feat ;)
When I was four years old I had to have some extentsive eye-surgury or else I would have gone blind in my right eye. Everything went well (though I will always be farsighted and need glasses) but inspite of all the information I learned about the surgury before-hand, I thought that the docter quite simply took my eyes out of there sockets and then switched the left and right so they would face the right way.
Still, even that thought wasnt as scary as the eye-drops!
when i was little, i thought that you could pull your eyeballs and wash them in your mouth
When I was 8, my brother told me that if I cried too much, I'd get conjuntivitis. It took me until I was 16, and had a real bout of conjuntivitis to realise he was full of it.
Kids in my school would ask if I could see without my glasses, and I said no. They said they thought I was actually blind, as in with my eyes closed.
Some other kids thought that when I took my glasses off, was I secretly like Superman who could only do his special powers when he took his glasses off and changed his clothes.
I used to believe I had really good eyesight before I got glasses. I thought the blurry specs were bacteria. Oh, yes, when I was 8, I could see bacteria.
I used to think that when people were taking their contacts out that they were taking their eyeball out :)
when i was in 2nd grade i thought glasses made kids smart. My brother would tell me no but no body could change my mind about it. in about 4th grade i knew the truth :(
I used to believe that if I couldnt see someone, they couldnt see me either. So when someone I didnt like would come over to speak to me, I would close my eyes.
When I was 5, I asked my Dad how a doctor could tell if a new-born baby was a boy or a girl. His answer? "By the color of their eyes."
when i was 6 i thought people picked there faviort coler and there faviort color became there eye color becuse my favoit color is bule and i got bule eyes.
In our family, it just so happened that the girls had brown eyes and the boys had blue eyes. I was sure that that was how you could tell if one was a boy or a girl.
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