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Having heard in church that we are all made of dust, I thought that I could gain weight by rubbing dust onto myself.
When I was 4 or 5, of course I didn't understand digestion. I thought that our bodies were pretty much hollow. Throughout our lives we would eat and eat until the food level finally got up to our necks and we died. I also believed that I could drown from drinking water and lived in fear that it "would go down the wrong pipe." Needless to say, I didn't eat or drink much when I was little, afraid to fill up too soon and die, and afraid to drink and drown.
I used to believe, that if one part of your body fell asleep, like your hand for example, that if you touched your leg, the tingly feeling would spread there.
when i was little i used to beleive that if i coughed, sneezed and farted at the same time i would blow up
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 believe that if you laughed too hard you would run out of air and die and that's why you were out of breath after laughing very hard. you had just had a near death experience!
I used to think that I would never stop growing, and that eventually my parents would have to take out the roof and build a higher one because I'd be coming out the top of the house.
When thinking on how my parents seemed to have stopped growing some time ago, I decided that they just hadn't tried hard enough.
I used to believe that you ate until your body filled up, and then you got sick and thru up to make room. I always wondered why I didn't get sick more often when I was full.
My mom told me people say "Bless you" after you sneeze because your heart stops for a second. I thought that if nobody would ever say anything after I sneezed, I would die, so I would say it if nobody else would.
When I was about 2yrs. old, I asked my mom what sneezing was. She told me that it was when little things got in your nose and sometimes the body rejects them. From then on i thought my body was some kind of fancy hotel, so whenever the little things got in my nose, some of them had to leave because the body was full.
When I was younger (shamefully about 10 or so) I used to believe that sanitary towels actually went under a womans arm to stop her sweating. And just like the bodyform advert said, they were actually invisible. I just couldnt understand why, if they could make a sanitary towel invisible, why they couldnt make other things invisible as well.
As a woman of 23 I now know differently!!
when I was 5 whenever I blew my nose my mom would say "blow it out to sea!" so I always thought that there was an island in my nose, and the snot was water. So if I didn't blow my nose often enough that the island would flood and all the people would die!! Yeah, I was one weird kid.
When I was very young, a sinus problem made it so I often heard my heartbeat in my ears. I always feared that what I was hearing was the footsteps of Big Foot coming to get me. I'd lie under my covers scared to death every night.
I believed that we had little people in our stomachs that processed our food. And it was especially good to try to eat bones, because if there was a hole in our skeleton, they would have material to fix it.
I used to believe that every itch in my body was the same itch and it just moved. I thought that if you ignored it long enough, it would move to someone else, and you would be rid of the itch forever. I used to torture myself for hours refusing to scratch my itches.
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 about eight I stayed up late to watch 'Frankenstein' on the BBC. What freaked me out the most was that every time the monster appeared, there was this quiet but persistent sound of a heart beating. Then I went to bed and of course couldn't sleep. Because I could hear my heart beating when I lay on my ear, I called out to my parents in panic "I can hear my heart beating!"
My dad, full of sympathy, said "I should bloody well hope so."
i used to belive that children had to be taught how to breathe.
I used to burp the alphabet until my family told me that every time you burped you lost a piece of your lung. I completely stopped intentional burping after that.
When I was little, my grandfather (who had a big pot belly) would always burp when I poked him in the belly. I could do this ten times in a row and he would burp just as loud each time. I assumed that a person's belly acted as a "burp button" and that people burped automatically when their bellies are poked. I tried it on myself and nothing happened. After repeated attempts and no burps, I began to believe that my body was defective. My parents reassured me that I was healthy and explained (to my disappointment) that my grandfather was only playing along. I don't know why I didn't think to test this out on anybody else before assuming that there was something wrong with me!