A childhood belief about rude bits

When I was about eleven years old, I used to read a whole lot of the manga Sailor Moon before it came out in America. I couldn't help but notice that the characters had extremely long and beautiful shiny hair. I liked it especially when they twirled around in their sparkly glory, the rainbow colors swirled around them, and their hair flowed in the wind. Of course, my hair was nowhere near that long, and I felt like a bum next to the characters. One day, me and one of my best friends were playing Sailor Moon. I was always the character who had the shortest hair (Ami/ Sailor Murcury) This made me mad after a while, so my friend made a "magic potion" that would make my hair grow as long as Sailor Moon's floor-length hair. The stuff consisted of raw eggs, grass, out-door onions, milk, saurtcraut, and whipped cream. It smelled awful, but I was determined to get my wish. Little did I know I was about to go through a little thing called puberty. Of course the "magic" didn't work, and terribly dissappointed, and me my friend didn't talk about it in a couple months. A few months later, I noticed that I was sprouting hair on my privates. I thought I was the only person in the world that this happened to, I got scared stiff. I thought that this was the doing of the "potion" my friend made for me. Later, I went to a restaruent with my family and friends, and when they asked me what was wrong, I busted out in tears and screamed, "Katy made hair come out of my vagina!!!!!!" In front of everyone. I spilled out my entire story to practically the whole restaurant in hysterics. Afterward, my mother (and everybody) just started to laugh as if they were going to choke, and I don't think I had been more embarrased in my life. Nonthless, Im still a HUGE anime fan!!!--- I was so stupid when I found out the truth.