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I thought that you could only catch a cold in the winter. I knew that germs made you catch colds and that being cold alone doesn't make you catch a cold, but because it was called a "cold", I thought you could only catch one in winter. Then, Dad caught a cold in summer and explained that you could actually catch colds in the summer. P.S. he's fine now.
When I almost choked to death one time and when I vomited, I thought people had two holes inside their necks; one for food and one for ‘water’. If you eat too fast and the food goes in the ‘water’ hole, you choke. If you drink too fast and the ‘water’ goes in the food hole, you vomit.
I used to believe that the red dot on Indian people's foreheads meant that they had psychic powers.
When I was little I believed that when I put lipstick on my lips, the lips grew.
When I was little I used to believe that we had a machine in the belly that was creating kisses and when someone didn't t give you one, it was because they had run out of kisses.
When I was a child, I saw the movie "Matilda"and I started thinking that I might practise and develop my superpowers so I used to try to move things with my look.
I used to think that if I ate spinach I would have a lot of strength (Popeye)
When I was a child I used to believe that I could make things fly using the power of my mind, so everyday for few weeks I used to train myself looking at an object in my room with very concentrated state, hoping I would lift it
Since I have dark skin, and poop is obviously brown, I thought that light skinned people had light colored poop. For some reason, I just couldn't imagine light skinned people having poop that wasn't their color. I also thought that cats and dogs were exempt to my theory, meaning they all had brown poop no matter what color they were.
When I was a little girl, I used to believe I could die because of a cream. My dad had told me so because I had to put cream on my feet and I wanted to put this cream in my mouth.
Growing up I realized it was a flammable cream