When I was around seven years old, the local tough guy kid took an extreme dislike to me. I was doing my best to avoid meeting him on neighbourhood streets, for fear of being beaten up. At around that time, I read a book about a kid in a similar situation. The author wrote: "I held my breath and hoped that he didn't recognize me." For a long time afterward, I believed that holding your breath changed your appearance.
A childhood belief about appearance
others believed things like this
- I used to dream that if I held my breath, I could swim through the air for brief amounts of time— Adam
- I used to think that if you held a turd in for more than an hour it would give you bad breath— phil
- I held my breath near cemeteries because I thought it would be rude to inhale spirits. Anon
- If you hold your breath and make a wish under a highway tunnel it will come true....I still hold my breath :)— aj
- For a very long time I believed that there were little men underground that changed the traffic lights!— Melissa
- When i was litle i used to think i only had to breath when i wanted to.— molly