I was five and I thought that by sucking my thumb I was invisible, I never minded going outside naked sucking my thumb because no one could see me. Mum stopped me when I was four because the neighbours were freaking out
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When I was little, I had heard somewhere (can't remember where for the life of me) that boogers were house flies that landed in your nose, died, and had began decaying.
I was told by a student in my class that biting your nails causes them to get stuck on their way down to your stomach in the event that you swallow them.
It seemed logical as the esophogus constricts to cause food to go down to your stomach. So I thought when it would constrict, it would stab itself with the ends of the fingernail, causing it to get stuck.
I believe this until I was about 11 years old.
I used to believe that if you bit your nails, your nails will grow stronger. So I started biting my nails alot, since they were very skinny. Until one day, my best friend asked my why I kept on doing that, and I answeered. Well, she just started cracking up. Now, I paint my nails so I won't bite them!
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When I first saw my Grandmother smoking I thought that in some way she was a dragon because she was exhaling smoke. When she told me what smoking was (and that I shouldn't do it), I still failed to grasp the idea that the smoke came from the cigarette she was holding. I spent the next 6 to 8 months wanting to be a smoker because i thought dragons were cool. Hey, what 3 year old with a wild imagination wouldn't want to be a dragon?
I was told that eating my boogers would make me sick. It didn't, so I kept eating them. Then one day, I was sick in the toilet and some of the puke missed and landed on the toilet seat (sorry about the grossness!), and it was yellow-green and looked just like boogers! I thought that the boogers I had been eating had built up over the years in some corner of my stomach and had finally made me sick. I never ate boogers again...
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My brother used to tell me that when you ate your boogers that you could dig yourself all the way to China. I never got there that liar. But I gor a lot of dirty fingernails. P.S. my mom spanked me for that.
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When i picked my nose,my dad said
"If you keep doing that your head will cave in"
And i still say that now....
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my big sister told me that if i picked my nose to much my brains would fall out needless to say i thought twice befor picking my nose again
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my mom told me if i bite my nails worms will grow in my stomach.
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I used to be beliefe if I sucked my thumb my thumb will be shrink and gone. Then i stopped to suck my thumb
I was always told to stop sucking my thumb by other people but never my parents I even had a baby sitter put all sorts of stuff on it to get me to stop but I never did...and to this day I still suck it I'm almost 18, and my parnets still don't say anything this is actually more of a lack of displine story than thumb sucking, but I think the only way to stop is to WANT to or to have it fall off...none of my friends know I do it!....I still haven't decided if I wanna tell my husband I do it or just try to quit when I get married one day... :P
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When I was a little girl and bit my nails my grandma used to tell me I would never find a man to marry me!BUT I DID! And my nails are perfect now....
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When i was young I use to pick my nose and eat it and my mother always told me if i picked to far up my finger would get stuck up there so I never picked my nose and ate it again..lol
i didnt start sucking my thumb untill i was about 6 or 7 when i saw my younger brother doing it and to this day (i'll be truning 16 in a few days) its the only thing that will calm me down. lol sad i know
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when i was little i used to pick my nose and eat it (eurgh!!) but one day my grandad caught me doing it and he told me that the boogers up my nose were flies that had crawled up there in the night and died. it didn't stop me picking my nose though!
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When I was young my grandfather told me that when I met someone that I really cared for, I would stop biting my nails. Five years ago, I met a wonderful woman, and I finally stopped. I am 60 now.
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My uncle told me that if I didn't stop biting my nails that I would end up looking like the armless statue, "Venus de Milo".
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this is nasty but funny... anytime my pops saw me biting my nails, he'd ask me how the poo poo tasted... i believed there was poop under my nails... lets just say, dont bite my nails anymore hahaha
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When I was younger mhenever my mother caught me picking my nose she would say "stop digging for gold" For a while I didn't stop because I thought I could make my family rich by selling my boogers.