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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
when i was younger i thought ants had tongues. i always pictured them sticking their tongues out at me.
I used to believe that ants in an ant colony wore colonial style clothing because the only other colonies I knew of at the time were the American ones.
I used to believe that if you plucked a leaf off a bush and carefully removed all of the greenery, except for the main part of the leaf - I guess the stem of the leaf, that the stem would then turn into a caterpillar. It just seemed completely logical at the time. I used to walk home from school, creating caterpillars from overhanging trees and shrubs.
I used to believe that stepping on an ant made it rain thanks to my grandfather. After he told me this I promptly ran outside and stepped on the biggest ones I could find expecting to create a gigantic storm.
i use to believe that the resin you got buggers in your nose was that natts would fly up your nose and lay there eggs up there, making the buggers
When i was younger i used to believe that flea markets sold fleas and only fleas. I thought it was like a petland for fleas.
When I was young I was told that if gnats landed on you they laid thousands of eggs in your skin. Even if they just landed for a second, and that a month later they would all come flying out of your skin. I was terrified of the things
When i was four or five, i thought that there were little ants inside of a car air conditioner that blew air. when we turned it on high, it would blow harder. when we turned it on low, it would blow softer. and it had a group of friends that took over if he got too out of breath. haha ^^
1-i used to believe that humans were controlled by ants and they had a laboratory in your head and could see through your eyes and the more in shape your body was the more technology the ants had
2-i believed that if you droped your food once you could pick it up again and eat it but if you drop it again it was too nasty to eat it, i think its because when i was small when i asked my parents a question they were too busy and would answer yes or no so i would stop asking and ill actually believe them
When I was eight I became convinced butterflies stalked you because whenever I was outside one always seemed to be coming near me, and in the butterfly zone at the Bronx zoo on a class trip I was screaming (was afraid of ALL insects back then) because they all seemed to be following me and wouldn't go away.
When I was eleven it was DRAGONFLIES that I thought would stalk you.
Now I'm slooowwly getting over my fear of both those bugs (completely done with the fear of butterflies) and I still think they stalk you but I dun really care anymore.
Oh, and BEES stalk you too