A childhood belief about general

I used to be very thin when I was a little kid, I was so thin you could see my ribs. I remember once, I first noticed my ribs when I was getting out of the bath tub, I looked in the mirror, and saw what I thought were little wings, that were inside of me, pressing against my skin, ready to POP out, that thought scared me so bad. (Scene changes to Vacation Bible School) Shortly after the incident in the bathroom, I would be careful not to have pressure on my stomach, for fear those "wings" would pop out. In Bible School that day, the girls were supposed to sing some song, and were supposed to play as Angels. The boys got to play with animal puppet things, I was afraid, that if I was to sing with the other "Angels" it would cause my "wings" to pop out, and besides that, I wanted to play with the puppets, so when the song came on, I refused to sing, I sat there, with my arms crossed, when the teacher noticed, and came up to me, to ask me to sing, I felt a strange pressure in my stomach (At the time, I thought it was from hearing the music. I later realized that was because I didn't get anything to eat that morning) I was thinking "Oh no, this is it!" and I almost cried, then the teacher said she was going to replay the song until I sang with the rest of the girls, that's when I exploded (not literally) I was so mad, I started screaming and when they told me to calm down, so I can sing with the rest of the "Angels" I screamed "I don't want to be an Angel!" I ran to the puppets and grabbed them, and tried to crawl under a desk and play with them, I saw the teacher leave, and I sat there thinking "Thank the Lord, that B**** is gone." I was sure I was going to be left alone, until the teacher came back in, and started settling down the other kids, not 30 minutes after, my mom comes in the room, and makes me get out from under the table, the teacher never said anything to me, just talked to my mom, who came to get me early, because of what I did. Then mom grabbed my arm and started pulling me from the class room, I turned towards the teacher and said "I want to finger-paint here tomorrow!" and when mom and I were outside, she looked at me and said "You are going to Hell, I know it...." By the way, I never got to finger-paint the next day, I haven't been to Bible school since. All because of my stupid wings, I mean ribs....Oh well, I can't see them anymore! ; )