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Until I was about 6, I used to believe that flys were raisins with wings.
I used to honestly believe that flies were tiny monsters. Unfortunately, my mother never deterred me from that belief, and to this day I still harbor a small fear (and great hatered) of flies.
Once when I was about 9 or 10, I thought I had maggots in my mouth. I went up to my teacher and said to her 'I've got maggots in my mouth' and the whole class burst out laughting. I'm now 30 and can't for the life of me remember what made me think I had maggots in my mouth.
My sister told me that spiders lived in lightswitches. I was afraid of the dark and spiders so you can see my delima. I believed it for years.
When I was little, I got stung by a wasp on my foot. I was resting my foot inside, sad because I was missing out on a beautiful summer day, and I told my older brother what happened. He said, "Oh, that sucks, now all of your toes will disappear!"
When my toes didn't disappear, I just thought I was extremely luck. I believed him until I was 11 or 12
i did not understand the differences between snakes and worms. I distinctly remember being startled by a 2 inch long twig, fearing that it was a snake and that it would bite me.
I used to believe butterflies made butter.
I used to believe there were intelligent people until I saw a whole section devoted to "OMG I used to believe that earwigs crawled into people's ears! LIKE O.M.G!!"
Except... earwigs HAVE been known to crawl into ears before, and it's very painful when it happens. Maybe they don't have nasty intentions and eat your brains like the old tales you might have heard, but if you're not careful they can crawl into your ear!
When we were little, my sister told me that my pajamas were made out of caterpillars--and I believed it for years!
I used to be terribly afraid of getting bitten by a mosquito because I thought that was how you caught Meningiococcal disease.
I used to (and still do) think that spiders have big colonies hidden somewhere near the center of the earth. Whenver you kill or step on one, they use their dying moments when they're still alive and trying to crawl away but their legs are broken and they're all squished up to scream and call to their family members at the inner core. I think this because whenever I find a spider, I'll kill it, and then in the next week, I'll kill like fifty bajillion spiders in my bedroom. And yeah, I'm weird.
i had a dream when i was really little about 3 huge bees and they were talking- saying that they were going to sting me if i didnt love them... my mom woke me up out of this dream telling me i was talking in my sleep saying "i love you! please dont sting me!" i never once thought: "WHOA TALKING BEES!" i just listened to them and to this day i never got stung by a bee! i swear! and i dont kill any bugs either... just in case.
When we first learned about pollination back in Primary School, I asked the teacher why that didn't lead to stuff like flowers that were half dandelion and half violet. She answered that on each trip from the hive, a bee would visit only one species of flower, so a bee who'd collected nectar and pollen on violets would bring it home to the hive before visiting any other kind of flower.
I believed that for years, and am still disgruntled when I think about a techer telling us silly stories.
From the age of 2 or 3 I was afraid of fuzz. Lint on a sweater was horrifying, you can only imagine. I was pretty sure fuzz balls were actualy spiders sleeping in little balls of web, and if you touched it, the spider would come out...and it wouldn't be happy. This resulted in me running screaming, "Piece of Fuzzzzz!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!", on a regular basis until the neighbors asked if I had special needs.
We lived out in the country where there were a lot of ticks. Whenever I found one crawling on me or stuck to me I would take it off and save it in a tiny bottle of perfume. I thought collecting them in this way and keeping the dead ticks in captivity was somehow getting them back for biting me.
When I was little, my evil older sister told me a story about a lady that fell asleep with two earwigs in her ears and they ate her brain. Her husband came in to wake her up in the morning and she opened her mouth and thousands of baby earwigs crawled out.
I've paid thousands of dollars to several therapists to get this image out of my head...and to attemp to dissolve the hatred toward my evil sister that haunts the memories of my childhood.
i belived that bugs can stab me or bite me trought TV.. so i always cryed when i saw mosquito or some other bug on TV..
I used to believe that the sound of crickets at night was actually coming from the twinkle of the stars.
when i was little i believed that it was up to me to build ants a place to live. so i would mold a clump of mudd into a house-like shape, (or atleast attempt) and build a little ant city. strangely enough, a colony of ants actually lived there for a while. haha
I used to believe that under the bed there were small 1 legged bugs that hopped around. They had a circular body and they had a little sphere that was yellow that went into the leg and the center. If you were good that day they would give you a nice dream. If you were bad then they would give you a nightmare and possibly, embarassing sleepwalks.- hope no one minds about it being in creepy crawlies