When I was little, I went to a fast food restaurant and I had nuggets with sweet & sour sauce and I got alot of the sauce on my hands. After I wiped my hands in the napkins I looked at them, and for the first time I saw my life-lines and I thought that the sauce had made brown lines in my hands that may never come off.
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If you push your belly button your bum would fall off
For a while, and only for a while mind, I was convinced that there was a small button hidden somewhere under the skin at the very top of my buttocks - just where the 'crack' starts. Finding this button and depressing it would allow the removal of the aforementioned cheeks - though for what purpose, I can only now wonder!
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I thought that I could get a suntan if I stood really close to a fire for long enough.
I used to think a lot about "favourite colours" and "favourite numbers". I used to wonder, if maybe, what I saw as red, other people saw as blue or green or something, and vice versa. I really hated the colour red, so I thought this might have been an explanation as to why some people's favourite colour was red.
I used to believe that people were blind because:
1) They always wore those thick black sunglasses, so no wonder they couldn't see! Or...
2) They blinked, and then forgot how to open their eyes again. This was further proven when on TV, all the blind people that didn't have those glasses on always had their eyes closed. I was basically yelling at the TV, "Just open your eyes!"
When I was little I had my little brother and sister thuroughly convinced that their bones were plastic and their skin was fabric! They were so gullible and I was so evil! Hahah!
I used to believe your belly button was where you were tied like a baloon and that people were full of helium, because my cousin Scotty always let me play with his belly button and I could feel how it was knotted at the bottom. Whenever I pushed it, he would pretend to deflate and I would scream for help because I thought I popped him.
I knew pretty early on that the human body was two-thirds water, and I thought that if you got cut in the right place, water would come out. Never did find the right spot.
i used to think that, as i would grow older, my hair would become all curly like my grandma...
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I thought cold sores, were really called cole slaw!!
I used to believe that Chinese people have slanty eyes, because they eat a lot of rice, and rice can change the form of the eyes. I wanted to have Asian eyes, so I began to eat rice...
In summer I used to get lots of freckles on my face which used to annoy me so much! Until I cleverly thought up the idea that if I got so many freckles they weould all join together and i'd have the best sun tan ever!
as a child, I was very prone to poison ivy. I believed if I could sneak Mamas razor (old 2 edge style) I could shave off all the blisters on my legs, have new pink skin! The blood poison that set in after this act was scary!
My parents used to tell me that if I repeatedly kept pulling faces, Id stick like it when the wind blew....yeah right!
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When I was little, I used to believe that if you cut off your arms or legs or various other appendages that it would look like a sliced grape fruit inside.
when i was little and i was having a bath my dad would always get the flannel and scrub behind my ears. i would say what are you doing and he told me that if i didn't wash behind my ears potatoes would grow behind there. every night i would wash behind my ears and if later i realised i hadnt washed behind my ears i would rush back to the bathroom to clean behind there.
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I once asked my mom if my grandma got wrinkles on her wrinkels when she bathed. Go figure....
When I was 3 or 4 or 5, I used to think that the hair on your arms and legs were really bug antennaes, and that when people said that bugs are everywhere, that they meant also in our skin.
I used to believe that everyone's hair grew continuously. Mom always kept me and Sis's hair cut short. I used to imagine how long it would get once I was out on my own and could let it really grow. When I did, I was surprised (and disappointed) to finally learn the truth. Me and Sis were so certain we were being "deprived". Turned out neither of us had much hair to grow anyway!