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I had it in my head that tiny spiders would leave you money. My older sisters used to call them 'money spiders' and pick up twenty pence pieces when they saw one. Shame they always used to find them first!
I was told when I was young that when that when you step on a spider that it will make it rain the next day.
I used to tape my mouth shut at night in case a spider would come along and make a web in my belly.
I used to believe that before the earth was here moths used to fly around the moon, which is why they're attracted to bright lights.
I used to think dragonflies could steal your voice
I used to think that cavemen parents would punish their kids by making them sit on ants. My parents never hit me, and when I misbehaved, they threatened to call out the ants.
I used to believe woodlice were called crawly pigs. I didn't find out they weren't called crawly pigs until I was not young anymore!
I used to beleieve that if you went to close to dragon flies in the summer, they would sow your mouth shut.
I used to believe that molasses were made by grasshoppers rubbing their back legs together.
When I was little, my mom told me that if you litter, then you were a "litter bug." I actually believed that you turned into a giant fly if you littered! Needless to say, I never littered again.
when i was a kid we went camping every summer with our uncla and older nephews. My nephew Danny told us we should sleep with our mouths closed because if you don't, spiders fall/crawl in your mouth at night. every single year i didn't sleep a wink the first two or three nights.
My dad told me once that holes in rocks on the beach were made by 'rock worms'. Years later when I was about 11 I mentioned something about rock worms, and my family found it rather amusing.
One time my family was on vacation and we had gone to the beach, I had brought a bucket and put a lot of snails with pointy shells in it. That night they had started crawling (?) aroung the bucket and my brother told me that while I was sleeping they would escape, crawl up my nose, and eat my brain. My sisters played along too, needless to say I a scary sleepless night. Mean!
When I was little, instead of realizing that anthills were made out on dug up dirt, I thought they were made out of sand. They looked light brown, like sand. Therefore, I actually thought the poor ants had to march down to the beach (which is REALLY far away from my house) and pick up a grain of sand, bring it back and repeat the process until the anthill was finished.
you know the saying "good night, don't let the bed bugs bite" ? well, i thought that every bed had bed bugs, and for some reason, (i have no idea why) i thought that if i laid on the very edge of my bed, the one closest to the wall, that the bed bugs would not get me.
When I was maybe six, I thought that "Sea Monkeys" (the little shrimps you could whip up as pets) really were little people- as depicted on the packages I saw at the store. I remember thinking how horrible it was that you could buy these tiny little people who were then totally at your mercy- what if some stupid kid didn't take good care of them?
Of course, none of that stopped me from wishing I had some of my own. I asked my mom for some and when she told me they weren't really people but were only boring little shrimps I didn't believe her. I thought she was just lying because she was too cheap to buy me some.
I learned pretty young that bees die when they lose their stinger. I believed, however, that once the bee lost its stinger, it died temporarily. Then the worker bees came with a little gurney and hauled the dead bee off to the queen bee who gave it a new stinger and thus brought it back to life.
When I was about 7, I would sometimes find what I now would consider a "mutant" ladybug: black with orange spots, opposite to normal coloration, but otherwise just like a ladybug. Clearly, however, it was not a ladybug. It therefore had to be a "manbug".
I thought there were decapitated snakes heads in the sand at the beach which would bite me and kill me if I stepped them. I also thought they would chase after me. I wondered why so many silly people cut the heads off snakes at the beach when they knew how deadly they would become.
When I was little I was always afraid that if my feet were sticking out from under the blanket that spiders, monsters, etc. would be more accessible to me. I'm 23 now and still cannot sleep unless my feet are covered by the blanket.