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My baby sitter had a daughter who was a teenager, when I was five years old. When the teenager was away at school, I would go into her room and look at her clothes. I thought that one day, I would grow into a teenager overnight and I wouldn't have any clothes to fit me. I was scared I would have to go naked, until my mother explained that it is a gradual growth process, not an overnight growth explosion!
I used to always get the hiccups from laughing too much, so I thought they were caused by smiling. So, logically, I thought the way to get rid of them was to frown a lot. Problem was, hiccupping makes me giggle, so I would physically use my fingers to hold the corners of my mouth down as I tried to rid myself of those pesky giggling hiccups.
When i was little i thought that the soul was a physical part of your body that looked like shell pasta
I used to believe that if you were to suck your blood whenever you had a cut that it would go back into your system and you would never lose it like you would by soaking it up with a napkin.
If someone said they have heartburn, they're heart was actually on fire.
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
My mum once attempted to explain the circulatory system to me, including the bit about valves that only open one way when the pressure of the blood behind them hits a certain level (or something). I got the impression that this happened because you were moving about and that if you ever stopped moving the valves wouldn't work, the blood would pool in one limb in your body and eventually that bit would die. I blame my inability to sit still on that bit of badly explained science.
that sneezes were caused by little pixies crawling up your nose and brushing past your nose hairs
i used to believe that if you yawned without covering your mouth that an evil spirit would enter into your body. i remember one night in bed i forgot to cover my mouth as i yawned. i was up for several hours scared to death.
i thoiught ur lungs were like a sponge and would run out one day so i started holding my breath as long as i could
I used to believe that everybody breathed in and out at exactly the same time. I would watch my family and notice them breathing at the same time as me. I didn't question it until I found out that it would be impossible.
when i was a little kid, my mom told me that every time i got the hiccups i'd grow an inch. i kinda like the idea because it seems kids get 'em more than grown-ups and that's why kids grow up so fast, but adults stop growing.
I used to think that every time I would hold my breath brain cells in my head would burst. The image I had was of a boiling mass of tomato sauce with all these bubbles on top going *pop* *pop*.
I refused to swim, because that meant my cells in my brain would be popping when I went under.
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.
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.
Another thing my mother told me: bugs are very found of using your ears as restrooms and when there is wax in your ears it is actually "bug potty," as she called it. My mother was very weird.
I used to think that if i didnt cough or sneeze when i needed to, it would backfire and explode inside my body, which would kill me. i made sure i coughed and sneezed when needed for the longest time, until i was 14 and realized it isnt possible.
When I was young I loved to watch science and nature shows all the time... even if I didnt always understand what was going on. I guess one time I saw something on how white blood cells and platelets worked. I got it sorta twisted in my head, and I thought that they were little robots that lived in your blood. When you got cut, they would go to work and repair you with little bits of yourself. So... logically, one should eat scabs, lick the blood off your wounds and eat your boogers so that you could recycle those materials when you hurt yourself or were fighting a cold.
For a large part of my childhood, my family had me believing that I had a freckle that would apper on my nose when I blinked.
Until I was around 8 or 9 years old, I thought dentists took your teeth out and replaced them with new teeth.