ten random beliefs
When I was really small I had a horror of beards. I thought if a man failed to shave for a day or two, he'd be hopelessly caught in a tangle of hair, and like Bluto in the Popeye cartoons, would become an evil bully. I thought the two worst things about being male were 1) getting drafted, and 2) shaving.
When I was little and used to try to explain things I was thinking to my dad, he used to tell me to "be more specific". I thought he was saying "be more Pacific" so I thought that people who lived over the ocean must be really good at explaining stuff.
I quite frankly "KNEW" that a detached green hand lived under my bed. If I approached the bed and was close enough, the hand would grab my ankle. For many years, I would turn off the ceiling light and dive into bed.
I used to believe that my shoulder blades were angel wings under my skin and when I died they would pop out and I would become an angel.
I used to believe computer viruses were same as biological viruses.I thought that is why computers were kept in air conditioned rooms to prevent them from being attacked by these ' viruses'.
I used to think that houses were carved out of huge boulders with a chisel and hammer. I always wondered where they could find so many big boulders.
I used to believe that my parents were aliens and that after I went to sleep they would shed their human costumes.
This isn't technically UNDER my bed, but...for quite a few years, I believed that if I didn't have my arms under the bedcovers, the KGB would break into the house and cut my arms off. (Why the KGB? My family listened to lots of religious radio shows, and one of them was about little Soviet children and their families who were being persecuted for their faith. Thanks a lot.)
For years I heard the word "ostentatious" and thought it was some dialectical pronunciation of "Austin, Texas".
I used to believe that freckles were angel kisses.