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I used to think that the reason I needed to pee was because my penis was sucking in water from my bathtub.
you know sometimes when you poo and it slips into the back of the toilet tube to dissapear before you've flushed? when this happened to me as a kid i thought either a villan had snuck in and stolen it somehow through the plumbing or that i had imagined that i had pooed or that there was just generally something wrong with me (like i had invisible or rapidly disintegrating poo and that thought made me panick for some reason). my poor ex uncle...i made him come into the bathroom after this had happened once, so that perhaps he could explain this mysterious phenomena to me.
My mom used to tell me that when i would go poop not to push to hard or everything in my stomach (all of my intestines) would fall out with it.
When I was about six or seven I wouldn't ever read any of those celebrity magazines while going to the bathroom. Fearing that they could see me through the paper. Haha, what an odd belief.
From junior kindergarden to grade 2, teachers always stressed to ask to go to the washroom and not just leave, well i applied the same to at home. So everynight when i had to go to the washroom I would go to my parents room and ask to go :P
when i was little i did not know what sanitary napkins were for so one day while my mom was in the kitchen i went and asked her..she told me they were like diapers so that she did not have to go to the bathroom while she was busy..i think i was about 6 when this happened
For some reason I used to believe that weak, timid, wimpish and feeble people peed alot and that strong, tough and masculine people pooped and farted alot.
I also used to believe that girls wet themselves more than boys because girls don't have penises.
When I was little I used to believe that if I played with fire, then I would wet the bed.
I believed that when I went #2 in the toilet a giant spider would come up from the hole in the bottom and bite my bum. Needless to say, I wasn't potty trained until I was 4.
my friends husband has a little neice. well someone had told this little girl apparently that when you see poop it is actually chocolate. one day they went up to the bathroom to use it there stood the little girl turd in hand with it in and all over her mouth she was eating the chocolate out of her mini training potty.
When I was little I loved to eat beans and I used to believe that I only pooped because I ate beans. So, for a week I stopped eating beans, but of course it didn't help any; however, I still refuse to eat beans.
My family used to tell me that if you played in the campfire, you would wet your bed at night.
Never actually happened, but I was VERY careful to use the restroom before I fell asleep.
i used to believe that our insides are hollow and when we eat that the food would pile up and rot and that was why i thought poop was brown....
I used to believe pee was stored in your stomach and poo was stored in your back.
I used to believe that when I flushed the toilet a shark would come out of it. I used to wash my hands then flush then run very fast.
When I was 5 or 6, I used to believe that if I pooed too hard that my guts would fall out, because I thought my butt connected directly to the inside of the body. I was scared of pooing for a long time until I learned about the digestive system.
When I took a crap,I used to think I was having a baby and was always surprised not to find a little fetus floating in the toilet.
when i was little i believed that when i have just had a wee and if i never wiped my privates, it would open up (while i was asleep) and a big green monster would come and eat me up!!!
I used to think that there were monsters upstairs in my house, and that they would come and get me if any noise I made alerted them to my presence.
So, if after dark I had to go for a poo, I didn't really want to flush the toilet, since that was a rather loud exercise.
After several beratings from my mother on this, I eventually plucked up the courage to flush, but then I had to leg it down the stairs at super speed so that the monsters wouldn't catch me.
I never had time to turn the light off or wash my hands.
Of course, now I have the sense to lock the door and wait a few minutes for the monsters to go back to their cupboards before legging it down the stairs, four at a time.
And I also poo in the dark.
Oh the shame.
I used to think pee was in your testicles.