body parts

i uesd to belive that if you blink...when you close your eyes something might happen and when you open them its gone...

I used to believe that babies were born by the belly button stretching and then everting to deliver the baby.

When I was very little, my older brother was getting his ears pierced. I asked my mother how they put the hole in his ear, and she said: "Oh, they use the piercing gun." She really should've reworded that, because I could just imagine my brother sitting down in a chair where there is a blindfolded woman with a gun nearby. I could imagine that woman taking ten paces, turning around, and pulling the trigger on a bazooka that shot earrings. I was very scared.

I once asked a balding family friend of ours how he lost his hair. He told me that he brushed his hair back too much until it fell out. I was terrified of brushing my hair for some time after that.

My childhood best-friend had a very red-haired younger sister who had been told and believed that red-heads had a tiny orange growing from the top of their head, and once it was big enough they could pick it and eat it!

when i was about 3 or 4, i believed that my mom's belly button was a window for the baby. when she was pregnant with my sister, i kept trying to look in so i could see her.

When i was little my Uncle told me that you should never stick your finger in your belly button because there is a know in there that holds your butt on. And if you messed around in there your butt might fall off.

when i was about 5, i was a real goofy kid and id always make goofy faces. my brothers got so sick and tired of it so they said that if i made a goofy face and held it for over a minute, my face would remain that way forever. i believed this so much that i didnt even think of making a goofy face at anyone for the longest time.

I have a little cleft in the edge of my skin. When I was a child, I asked my mother about that she said "Before God sent you down from heaven to me, he pointed to you and said 'that's my favorite angel.' and left the mark of his pointy finger." That's what i believed for 15 years.

When I was a child, I believed that there were little tiny people, so small that I couldn't see them, who lived on my body. When I took a bath, they all had to move onto the islands of my body so as not to drown. I would hold out my hand and let them "board" and move them to the rim of the tub for safety.

When I was little, and my grandmother would come over to the house, she would give me hugs and pat me on the bottom saying, "Bless you're little heart." So when I went to school and it was time to say the Pledge of Allegence, I would put my hand on my bottom.

i used to think that if you pressed your belly button a baby would come out

Until I was about 12 years old, I use to think that the reason old people were hard of hearing because they had hair growing out of their ears. I thought the hairs coming out made it harder to hear things.

i used to believe that my belly button could dissapear and i was terrified it would to i used to check if it was still there, and i used to count all my toes and fingers to make sure they hadn't fallen off. i did all this right before i went to bed, and i still can't let anybody touch my belly button, it gives me the creeps

I used to think that the word "bowels" meant the two body parts that I've since learned are variously called "buns" or "buttcheeks". It seemed only natural when I learned that poop comes out of my "bowels". Since "bowels" is a plural noun, the only thing plural I could think of around where my poop comes out is those two lobes, which I then assumed for some time were called "bowels". The confusion finally ended after I had watched the movie "Lassiter" starring Jane Seymour. There's a scene where she's lying on a bed with her bare butt in clear view. My mother overheard me describing it to a friend. I said that Jane Seymour was lying there naked on the bed with her bowels showing. My mother seeemed shocked, and I was afraid she would be all after me for having seen a movie with nudity in it. But when I explained she seemed relieved, perhaps that a bare butt was all I'd been talking about. Maybe she feared I'd seen a movie with "disembowelments" and perhaps other such violence in it.
To this day, my boyfriend and I joking refer to "buttcheeks" as "bowels"

I used to believe that if you unscrewed the navel, the butt would fall off :)