I was told that those little aniseed balls that are too hard to crunch, and you need to suck, made your teeth go black. the whole family was in on it, aunts, grandparents, parents. Even when I checked my teeth and they werent black, I was still told they were AND I BELIEVED IT!! And the only way to clean the black off your teeth was to eat a raw carrot!

Kylie

I always thought that smarties made you smart, so if the teacher gave themp to us at school, I'd eat them quickly so I did good in case we had a pop quiz. I actually still belive it today.

Smart!

I used to believe that if you accidently swallowed a piece of bubblegum it would inflate in your throat and stop you breathing.

Tom

When i was young, i was fairly deprived.
When I first was given choolate, at 3 y.o, I used the squares as building blocks!

Matt van der merwe

I, along with many others, used to believe that if you ate pop rocks and downed it with Jolt Cola, you would explode. I still won't try it.

erin

when i was little my mom told me 2 go and plant a sweetie in the garden it was realy 2 get rid of me i thought it was because a sweetie plant would grow i waited for years before i realised!!!!

becca

When I was a little girl my dad used to go to Baskin Robbins (an ice-cream shoppe with 31 different flavors!) every weekend. Before he would go he would always ask me what ice-cream flavor I wanted and if I wanted whipped cream, nuts, hot fudge and a cherry. I never went with him to get the ice-cream-- and so, when my childlike mind pictured this ice-cream shoppe, I believed it to be a huge factory... much like Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. And, there were buttons that you could push for each option. "Press 1 for chocolate, Press 2 for vanilla, etc." Then, you'd stand at the end of a conveyer belt and wait for your "creation" to pop out at the end. Then, one day he asked if I wanted to come with him. I was so excited to see the ice-cream factory! Much to my surprise Baskin Robbins looked much like our neighborhood Dairy Queen. I was very disapointed.

Lauren

One christmas, when i was about 6, I received a box of turkish delight and my Mum, as a joke, told me that it was only for adults, so I gave it all to her. I continued to give her the turkish delight out of my selection box every Christmas that I got some, i always wondered why she seemed so surprised! This also meant that i never tasted turkish delight until i was about 12.

Princess Buttercup

I used to believe that ice cream cam from ice and lotion, because my mom called lotion 'cream'. If ice is edible, lotion is too, eight?

Stachionut

My parents got me with "marsh melons." I used to believe that marshmallows grew on vines in swampy areas, kind of like pumpkins, and that there were whole marshmallow farms like cranberry bogs. Little did I know it was a Star Trek joke!

T

i thought that bear claws (the donut) were real bear claws!!!
duh!!! i was such an idiot!!!

doughnutlover

I was 4, sitting on my grandfather's lap, when he asked me if I wanted a Ding Dong. I was relieved when he gave me the foil-wrapped snack cake instead of what I thought he meant.

Kristin

WEN I WAS LITTLE (3 OR SO) MY BIG SIS TOLD ME I WAS ALLLERGIC TO CHOCOLATE AND IF I EVER ATE CHOCOLATE AGAIN I WOULD TURN INTO AN OLD LADY INSTANTLY. ONE DAY MY MUM WAS EATING CHOCOLATE BUTTONS AND SHE GAVE ONE TO ME AND I RAN AROUND THE HOUSE CRYING MY EYES OUT FOR 2 HOURS RUNNING UNTIL MY MUM TOLD ME I WASNT ALLERGIC TO CHOCOLATE AND MY SIS HAD MADE THE WHOLE THING UP

cho

When I was little..we went to a circus or something and i got some cotton candy. I left it on the table in our kitchen and the next day...it was all gone.(Someone else ate it) and my dad told me that it "dissapeared" and I believed him...so from then on I always hurried to eat my cotton candy before it evaporated!

Tayler the retard.

The first time that I had eaten cotton candy my dad had told me that it was Peter Cottontale's tail. I felt bad eating the cotton candy and I felt even worse when I discovered that I loved eating Peter Cottontale's tail!

Katherine

When our family lived in Germany, we would drive by fields with giant rolled bundles of hay that was covered with white plastic. From the road they looked like gigantic marshmellows. Jokingly, I told my 5 year old son that that's where marshmellows come from...fields. Now my son is 14, recently, he has told me that up until he was 10 years old, he had believed that marshmellows grew in fields!

Katherine