My Mom knew when we lied because our 'Tongues would turn black'. Of course, she was 100% accurate as we'd refuse to stick them out when guilty.

We lived in remote 40's New England, and during our first visit to New York City, we both shouted "Mom - look!, that person must be an awful liar!!" upon seeing a Black person for the first time, To this day our grand-children are reluctent to show their tongues for fear of being caught in a lie.

Medved

When I was six, my brother (who resembles me closely) had me convinced that I was adopted and that my real name was Earl. He knew that my parents misplaced my birth certificate and used that as evidence to support his argument. It worked on me, because I came into the kitchen, crying to my mom!

John

well actually this was my friends belief and i was the one who made her believe it. she had recently shifted with her parents next door (to me). i was quite older to her and me and my other friends decided to pull her leg a bit. we told her that i had a twin sister. if i happenend to meet her alone i.e. when my friends weren't along or anytime i felt a bit naughty i would tell her that i was siya, priya's sister and she would believe me. it was maybe more than a year later when even we had forgotten about this incident that my "dumb" friend asked me that she hadn't seen my sister for quite a long time. how we laughed!

priya

I used to believe that when you told a lie, you'd develop an ulcer on your tongue to teach you a lesson. It took me ten years to realise that I only developed them if I ate too many tomatoes.

(I'm serious, I'm actually mildly allergic to tomatoes)

LoopyLooLoo

If I remember correctly, it was in junior high school when some kid told me that "coletus" in the Eagles' song "Hotel California" meant 'little boy penis'. ("Warm smell of coletus rising up through the air.") I was horrified that grown men would sing about young boys in that way, and wondered why those boys had genitals that smelled that strongly. I still don't know what the true song lyrics are, or what "coletus" is.

Leslie D. P.

wen i was about 4 yrs old my older brother said that wen we are asleep we turn into small flys and that flys turn in to humans and i didnt believe him until my dad had a big fly costume 4 halloween 1 night.

Shan

My sister once told me that we had a big party with cotton candy and lots of sweets at school when I was sick. I belived her and kept nagging my mom to get candy because I thought my sister got candy at school. I was depressed the whole day before my mom told me that the party never happened.

Ginger05

I thought grown-ups NEVER lied. A grown up probably lied to me.

JecNucz

Once, when I was little, some slightly older kids I was playing with drew a circle around me and said that if I left it cacti would grow through my feet. They proceeded to taunt me from outside.
Needless to say, I believed them and weeped and cried loudly until my mom came to my rescue to carry me out and yell at the others.

Zeta

one of my older brothers had a friend called dick, which he explained was short for richard. he also told me that kate is short for bob, a lie i only just figured out.

speedymarks

My friend Trev told me the following lies in Primary School.

- He had Coco The Clown's phone number.
- He had an elevator in his house.
- He had monsters in his garden that lived in a hole and at night they would let you in to play.
- He had a room in his house where when you opened the door you went to a secret island where it was always sunny and people gave you back massages.

This from a boy I was later to get on TV's Live & Kicking. Charming.

jez

My best friend knew just how to get me. I was so gullable, I believed anything just because you told me so. We had a nice size piture of the Queen Elizabeth the 11 hanging up in our school hall. Trina said that she was able to find a soft spot in the piture which allowed her to visit the queen. I was a bit hesitant to believe her, but she was quite persistant. Anyway, I had this beautiful velvet piture of a castle hanging over my bed, so I got up and searched hight and low for that soft spot. Giving up for just a bit, to anaylize the piture, I got back up and searched all over the piture again to make sure I got every spot. I was quite dissappointed to discover that my friend did indeed get me again. (Chuckle)

Sherry Solberg-Irving

When I was about 6 or 7, my older sister told me that a day on Earth was really 2 seconds long, but it felt like 24 hours to the people on it. I belived this for years, and one day I finally questioned her about it. She burst out laughing and told me that she was a stupid child back then. I knew it couldn't have been true!!!

Nic-Nac

when I was about 5 or 6, i was in detention for talking with a boy in my class and he confided in me that he was really the Red Ranger from power rangers and I admitted to him I was the pink ranger. I find this sooo funny now.

Holly

My Mother always told me that when we lied a black hole would appear on our hearts and with every lie would grow bigger. It was very very rare for me to lie. And it taught me not to cause I don't now

Anon

i used to believe that if i lied my tounge would turn black so i used to stand in front of a mirror and lie so that it would turn when it wouldn't i thought i was not lieing properly and made up stupid lies over and over. i didn't know that lieing didn't turn your tounge black

gem

When I was 6 years old I used to believe that children who lied about whatever, their hair grew in the tongue.

Mardú

I used to believe and tell kids that my chicken pox scar was caused by an accident I was told about but had forgotten - running smack dab head-on into a coffee table. I was embarrassed of my lie when I found out what really caused the scar.

Lisa Travis

To get us to behave, my mom used to resort to warning us of "the old lady that lived in the attic." Mom told us that the lady was really old and sat in a rocking chair all day long and could see when we were being bad. Funny now, but when we were four or five, she was scary. LoL

Brandi

When me and my sister were little, I my uncle would always take us out after school, unless he was terribly sick. Well, we LOVED Hardees, I guess it was becuase of the play pin, so we would spen HOURS ON IN, in that playpin full of balls, after a while, he got burnt out on Hardees. We passed one day, "Uncle Uncle, HARDEES!!!" and his reply "Uh...They are closed for cleaning"

Kat