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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...]

shannon

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.

Anon

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.

spaventoso

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!

Liz

When I saw a scuba diver on tv I started to believe that our lungs were some kind of tanks filled with a certain amount of oxigen. Very ttime you breath, you use it. Eventually, when all is used, you die!

After I figured this out, I started breathing very "economicly" to live longer, resulting in very unpleasant fealing in my body;)

Marco

i used 2 b scared of getting a "dingy" on our car bc i thought u got "pins and needles" this is bc when I was maybe 3 or 4 (i was still in a car seat) my mom hit something and got a dingy in the side of my car . . . my brothers n sisters all got out 2 look @ it n for some reason that i have yet 2 figure out . . . . i had pins and needles all over my body . .. so i always associated "dingies" with getting "pins and needles"

Anon

Ok, everyone in the world, at one time or another, has used their index and middle finger as an imaginary "walking man", right, If you haven't, there is something wrong with you. I used to believe that I invented "Finger Walking", and whenever I saw sombody else doing it, I would go nuts

Chris

I used to believe (through some skanty mis-reading of Judy Blume books too young) that menstruation was masturbation, and that masturbation was menstruation. So then, at the proper age, I asked my mother what masturbation meant, and she said, "Honey, you should never be ashamed."

Took me years to make sense of that. And by then I was pregnant!

Laurel

One day my brother told me that we had blood inside of this and I was disgusted and didn't believe him! I asked my mom and she affirmed that this was true. I believed her then, but how could I explain why blood came out of cuts if it wasn't inside us?

Anon

I used to believe I was like everyone else-until I learned I had no reflexes. They have been tested many, many times and my leg never moves when a hammer taps my knee.

Sobolsia

Whenever my parents were just waking up, they would yawn. So I thought yawning was something you did when you were waking up. My mother sent me to take a nap that I didn't want to take when I was about 3, and my argument was, "I'm yawning! You only yawn when you're not tired anymore!"

Heather C.

i used to cry ALL the time. it realy bothered my sisters, so they told me the if i kept crying, i'd get all shriveled up like a raisen. then, every sunday at church, i'd decide which old ladies cried a lot or just a little based on how wrinkled their skin was. i stopped crying so much because i didn't want to be all wrinkled!

bimmy

I used to believe that if you blew your nose, the snot was actually part of your brain coming out. Someone told me that and it was YEARS before I could blow my nose without freaking out.

Daisyhead

I used to believe that if I were to come into close contact with a disabled person that I would become one as well.

Geoffery

I use to beleave that if you cry too much your body would drain and you would die but then i found out my mom was just tellin me that so id stop crying

Elayna

When I was very young my nan used to tell me that if I didn't put my hand over my mouth whilst yawning the devil would get inside me! And to this day I still think that, whenever I yawn!!!

Faryal

When I was young...I was watching my aunt breast feed her son and I asked her why she switched sides. She told me because one side is white milk and the other side is chocolate milk. For the longest time i actually thought that was true!

S.

My Mom told me when I was a kid that the more I cried the more wrinkled my face would become because of all the tears drying on my face. Then one morning as I woke up she approached me with a horrified look on her face and kept telling me to look in the mirror. Of course thinking I was now a shriveled wreck I began to cry, then realized the tears were slowly wrinkling my face even more and broke into hysterics. Eventually so did my Mom, though for her, it was hysterical laughter. She held me in front of the mirror, it was in fact April Fools Day. Love Ya Mom.

Cry Baby