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I used to believe that the bumps that mosquito bites gave you were because the mosquitos crawled under your skin and curled up in a little ball. I hated to itch them because I could just imagine them very happy that I was scratching their backs, and I only wanted them gone.
My Brother used to tell me that if i kept my mouth opened when I was slepping, little spiders would crawl in my mouth and lay eggs and then one night they would crawl out of my nose! Hundreds of them! ( talk about a nice brother! )
the if you swallowed a fly by accident that you would then grow an appetite for dirt.
I used to believe that, when I slept at night, bugs would crawl into my ears and stay there. It was such a strong phobia that I could not sleep without cotton balls in my ears. I am mostly over it but every now and then I need the cotton balls to feel safe enough to sleep.
I have always been petrified of bees and and wasps and any sort of flying object really! And I used to believe that if you stepped on a dead bee it would come back to life and fly after you just to sting you and die again!
When I was about 3 or 4, I believed dragonflies wanted to kill me. I still remember one chasing me all over the backyard, and me barely making it into the house. Besides, they looked weird!
I used to think that cockroaches would visit your house if you didn't brush your teeth.
I used to believe that slugs were deadly and they would bite you and kill you. 0_o Where did I get that idea?
As a child i used to believe that if you put a tube of cardboard on the soil in the garden and listened the swirling sounds you could hear were the sounds of worms moving around in the earth.
i used to believe that there was snakes behide walls
When I was little, I believed that slugs fell from the sky because they always came out when it rained.
I once was terrified of falling through the trap-door of a spider
and never coming out, so I walked very carefully for a long time.
I strongly believed that if you caught a black coloured cicada, you could take it to a pharmacy, and the pharmacist would give you $5.00 (in 1973), as the major part of the 'cure for cancer' that 'they' had just discovered, relied on the black wings of the cicada and the special 'medicine' they contained. Having caught one, I thought I was the richest kid on the block. After telling my partents, they gave me $10.00 not to go.
When I was a kid, the little "helicopter" leaves would come down from the trees, and they would scare me so much, because I thought they were dead bugs that could still fly.
When i was little i thought that there was a small, slimy snail inside my ear that let me hear, and that if i touched it with my finger it would crawl into my brain to get away and i would be deaf for the rest of my life
When I was little, I got these hand-me-down spider man pajamas. I was (and still am) terrified of spiders, but for some reason I was really excited about them and put them on to go to bed right away. That night was really really hot, and it was almost unbearabale to be under the covers. But I was convinced that if I didn't all the spiders in the house would be lured to the gigantic spider on my pajamas when they saw it, and when I woke up in the morning, I would be covered in spiders and they would eat me.After practically dieing of the heat, then worrying abut the spiders, and switching back and forth between the two a couple of times, I went downstairs a begged my mom to give me different pajamas so i could go to sleep!
I used to believe that bumblebees were born in pinecones.
When I was 3 years old I was playing Mad Libs with my aunt who was around 12, my brother who was 9, and my sister who was 5. While I was laughing hysterically at the funny story we created I didn't notice that I sat on a moth. It was one of those white moths with the black dots that are all over the place, and it had landed on a chair a few seconds before I plopped down. My aunt noticed it, and told me. I felt bad about killing it, but even worse when my aunt proceeded to tell me about the moth.
She said his name was Booga Booga and if someone killed him that person would be cursed forever. I of course believed this and was terrified.
That day as I was running around the corner on my street I tripped and fell, cutting my knee. A few days later it happened again in the same exact spot. Later, when I was old enough to ride a bike, skate, and ride a scooter I would always end up falling at that corner. I was sure it was Booga Booga's curse.
A few years later I moved to an apartment that had a balcony. We lived on the lower level so the balcony was only a few feet off the ground. My sister and I were on it one day and one of those white moths landed on the railing. I was still scared to death of them, so I warned my sister not to hurt Booga Booga. My sister was older, so she no longer believed in Booga Booga. To prove it wasn't true she killed the moth. A few minutes later she fell off the balcony!! That was all the proof we needed. After that we never went near one of those moths again. I still will not kill one to this day and I am now 20 years old.
I used to believe that stickbugs were really Russian spies, and they contained a bomb in them, so if you hurt the stickbug you would die with the bomb!
I used to think that a spider would come into my room at night and eat me