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When I was, oh, 9 or 10, I first noticed that yawns were contagious. My logical mind figured out why: Yawns are invisible things, almost like spirits, that float around the world, and when they get the notion, they pry their way into someone's mouth. Then, they would find the next person they could, and pry into their mouth, and so on and so fourth. It took me until I was twelve for me to abandon that concept.
I used to think that growing pains meant that a tomato plant was growing in your stomach.
when i was younger if there was a bad smell i would always cover my mouth because i thought that you could get bad breath from breathing bad smells..hehehe
when I was little, I used to believe that when my feet fell asleep, hundreds of ants were trying to lift me up. My dad told me to get rid of teh ants, the had to stomp my feet.
I used to think that when you got like a twitching eye or something, it was little bugs under my skin.
when i was little,i was afraid to go to sleep,not because of monsters,but because i thought i couldn't breath when i was asleep.My brother told me when your asleep,your body cant work,so i took a deep breath every night before i went to sleep
I used to thing that we had threee tubes at the back of our mouths. One for eating, one for drinking and one for breathing.
When I was little My babysistter told me that when you sneeae your heart stops and your brain would leak out. I would hold my breath for ever when I would start to sneeze. Some times I still do out of the habite I had.
I used to beleive that my stomach growled when I was hungry because I was part tiger.
When I was little, my grandmother told me that if someone sneezed and you did not say "bless you", that their soul would leave their body. This haunted me and I would put my hands above my head whenever I sneezed to "catch my soul". Even as a superstitious teenager, whenever I sneezed and no one "blessed" me, I would raise my hands above my head non-chalantly!
i used to think that you could only sneeze so many times before you used them all up, then if you tried to sneeze your head would explode. i still hold my sneezes, just in case.
i believed when i get a cut,a headless priest will come out with a train coming after it.it happened once but i was like 3!it was probably my imagination...or was it?
i used to think each person has a certain number of heart beats to use up before they die. I thought this was why your heart beats more slowly if you are fitter: you are saving more beats up for later!
When I was a kid I did not want to talk too much because I used to believe that dumb people were like that because they had already told everything they had to say in their life.
i used to believe that when i took medicine there were these little soldiers in the medicine that went to war with the enemy soldiers in my body.
I used to believe that when you shut your eyes, that your eyes did actually roll back and there was something you could do to switch on a light back there and you would see clockwork working to move your eyes.I used to stand in front of the mirror with one eye shut and one eye open to let the light in through one eye so i could see the back of my other eye!
When I was little I believed that everyone saw different colors. Like, if I saw blue my friend saw purple [but she called it blue]...
Ex. The sky is blue.
But my blue might not look like someone elses blue. Maybe my blue is purple in their eyes. [It gets confusing when you think about it...]
I had a very happy childhood, but believed that if I cried in bed on a Saturday night, it would be bad luck for the coming week.
I used to beleave that if you sat in one place to long, root would grow from your body and you would turn into a tree of something. Needlass to say, I was a very hyper kid.
When I young (like Kindergarten age) I would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, and, when I got out of bed to walk around, my feet were "asleep." I thought that the pain from walking on them when I got out of bed was the result of God punnishing me for getting out of bed... I thought God was trying to make me feel like I was stepping on nails!