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when i was little, i never liked bugs. my dad once told me that there were a lot of bigger bugs than what i have seen in the house. i started to think about it, and thought there were gigantic grasshoppers 20 feet high that would rampage down the freeway. i never liked going on the freeway.
I used to believe that when I slept, if my ears and nose weren't covered that a spider would crawl into my brain and mess with my brain and kill me. To this day I still can't sleep without my ears and nose being covered, but I'm not that scared of spiders.
I was told a bee couldn't sting you if you held your breath. After being stung three times I figured out that it wasn't true.
my grandpa used to tell me that "eye eating spiders" existed, so for a long time growing up I used to sleep with a pillow or a blanket over my eyes so they couldn't eat my eyes while I was a sleep.
I'm terrified of spiders because when i was about 7 a friend of mine told me that there was a kind of spider that would spit on you and make all your skin fall off.
When I was 8, I grew up in a town where the main road ran through a swamp called "Rattlesnake Gulch". I hated when my father would drive through there because I always thought that rattlesnakes hung from the trees and would drop on the car.
When I was a kid my sister told me butterflies land on your head and lay eggs that turn into worms. I'm in my 40s and I still hate butterflies.
When I was around 7 years old, I believed that if I rolled my blanket in a tight tube and laid it around me in a U-shape, no mosquitoes would be able to bite me
When I was a kid I was really scared of spiders. I had a blanket on my bed that had pictures of rose buds all over it, and every night before I could go to sleep, I would sit up and look at each rose because I thought that a spider might be posing as a rose bud and just waiting until I went to sleep to crawl up onto my face.
I used to believe that if you killed spiders that they would come back to life and get all their dead spider buddies to get you.
As a young child my grandmother told me not to pick up a praying mantis because it would spit in your eye and you would go blind. I am 38 years old and some students of mine brought in a praying mantis one day after recess and I just about lost my mind.
My grandparents lived on a huge farm in Mississippi and my "Nana" told us that dragonflies were actually called "Snake Doctors" because they brought medicine to snakes as they flew over the water in the ponds where we fished. I have of course believed this my entire life.
My brother was 15 when he thought this. I showed him a picture of a giant african land snail. He said "Oh my God! Are they this big?" he held out his arms as far as they would go. I said nothing. Then he said "Oh my God! They're this big!" He went on about how big they were, and that they must be faster than normal snails becasue they were so big too. (He has a phobia of slugs and snails) He beleived this untill after about a minute when he told my parents. They told him how big they really were.
When I was little I heard things wrong all the time (due to multiple ear infections) and I went through life thinking that snakes that live around the house (like in the garden) were called Gardener Snakes! Now that I'm 18, I finally realized they are garder snakes...
My sister convinced me that sharks lived in my aunt's water bed. As we laid there trying to fall asleep, she'd start humming the Jaws theme under her breath and making waves until I screamed.
When I was little I read a story in my Ranger Rick magazine about this baby worm who was warned not to go to the surface when it rained because he might squiggle onto concrete and then the sun would come out and dry him up. The worm didn't listen and soon he found himself on concrete, drying up quickley. Luckily, along came a little girl who saved him by picking him and up and throwing him into the grass. I believed that I was like that little girl and it was my mission to save all the worms that wiggled their way onto the pavement after a rain storm. I still try to rescue every single stranded, helpless worm to this day and I'm 20 years old. I also have an overwhelming sense of guilt if I can't get to all the worms.
I used to think that worms were baby snakes. My brother did this to me, still to this day I cant touch a worm or get close to a snake~
I used to believe that if you lay in the grass an ant could crawl into your ear and eat your brain. That's what my older brother told me, anyway.
I used to believe that if I killed an ant or other bug, that all his friends and relatives would come back after me. I had the same fear of vengeful vegetables when I had to scrape the plates off into the garbage disposal after dinner.
I used to think that spiders would crawl under my skin and lay their eggs in my body and then the baby spiders would crawl out of my ears. Thanks to my older brother, I still think spiders are creepy.