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When I was little I use to think all the spiders would gang up on you if you killed a spider so I could never kill a spider.(I still can't kill a spider because one time when I did I had such a nightmare about it I will never forget.)

I used to believe that sand was made of ants, because when I stepped on sand for the first time (as I remember)I landed on a trail of ants that bit my toes and legs to numbness. That's why I never knew the joys of sinking your toes in the sand till I was 8 yrs. old, thanks to ants.

I believed that snails were council house slugs that had bought their own houses. (well that's what i was told)

I used to believe that cats were all female and dogs were all male. later I saw a cat lift his leg and pee on my foot! Needless to say, I saw his dick!

if you feed the dog chocolate, it will give it worms

when i was little i used to talk alot.so one day my dad told me that when ever a dragon fly flew by and i was talking it would sew my mouth closed!

Once, when I was only 3, Mom put a great breakfast on the table but it started to smell really bad...Dad announced very ominously that there was a skunk in the courtyard and that we children were to STAY IN THE HOUSE! Dad then went outside and tracked that skunk to the pumphouse, later coming in to say the skunk was dead. Being I didn't understand what dead meant, I always expected that "dead" skunk to come back and GET ME & I no longer wanted to play outside by myself. That unreasonable fear of skunks stayed with me well into middle-age. Childhood experience must be stronger than common sense!

I knew I could talk with the cats and dogs and that they would talk with me. One day I had walked home from school and was waiting on the porch with a puppy dog for my Mom to get home to let me in when my sister got home, she said " where did this dog come from?" And I replied that Duke followed me home, and my sister said how do you know his name -- and I said he told me!

I thought that dolphins were smarter than people. My dad tried to convince me otherwise, and said "how come they don't drive cars, then?" - I thought it was because they liked having fun more than driving cars and going to work.

Back in the day when it was safe to walk home from kindergarten by yourself, my mom had one rule: that we cross the street holding the teacher's hand.

So one day, I didn't wait for the teacher and ran across the street. When I got home, my mom asked me why I didn't cross the street with the teacher. I was perplexed as to how she knew. When I asked, she replied that a little bird told her (she used to run up an alley to the school, watch us cross the street and run home).

For the next couple of years I was convinced that my mom talked to birds. I was very careful to make sure none were around if I were breaking rules!

I used to believe that cats were the girls and dogs were the guys. Same with cows and horses.

I was once convinced that I had seen a nature program on TV that stated that cats were psychic. I couldn't understand why, when I brought this up in class one day, the teacher didn't already know this...Regardless, I would think thoughts to my cat all the time to get her to come play with me and to tell her how much I loved her. Still do, a little bit...

As a young girl, I used to believe that, if I fell to the sidewalk on a rainy day on my way to school, worms would crawl into my nose and ears. I was terrified.

What's really weird is that I used to dig for worms at my grandfather's cottage in the summer and fish on the dock.

I used to believe in the Raton Perez (a mouse who would take my fallen tooth and place money under my pillow). I was so convinced that he existed that I told my sister I saw him wearing pants, a vest and running around trying to find a hole to leave. Unfortunately there were no holes, so we provided a burial since he obviously must have died since he was unable to return home. We never did find his body ;o)

Having read Charlotte's Webb as a kid, I became petrified whenever my parents or brothers killed a spider that had been in my room. I would beg them not to kill them, but just to catch them in a jar and pop them out the window instead. This was because I firmly believed that as spiders have so many hundreds of babies, if one of them were killed in my room, all of their hundreds of brothers and sisters might come and 'get me' and I'd wake up in the middle of the night covered in the things!

I'm 29 now and still can't kill a spider - only chuck them out the house safely!

Yep. You guessed it. As with almost everyone here, I used to believe that dogs were boys and cats were girls.

Bizarrely, I think that Tom and Jerry episodes with the bulldog in had something to do with it...

I expect there's a Clinical Psychologist out there right now just dreaming of the breakthrough reading this site could offer :-D