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I believed that my pupils would become heart-shaped when I met my "true love." I was unsure of how I'd know, however, because if I checked in a mirror (thus, no longer looking at my "true love"), my pupils would become round again.

My mother always told me that the reason my grandfather was bald was because he was scalped by "Injuns" (Indians). At 17, I still don't know what I believe because my uncle is bald the same way my grandfather was, and supposively, he was with him!

I used to think that all people who had a beard where bad and wanted to hurt me. This didn't help conscidering my next door neighbour and several uncles had them

As a small child, I was practically blind, having "lazy eye" (which means that I was amblyopic) and being quite far-sighted - in other words, I couldn't focus on close objects, so I had never seen myself in a mirror. At the age of five, I underwent two eye surgeries, one for each eye, to correct my bad case of the cross-eyes. Once that healed, I was fitted with glasses to correct my far-sightedness. I could see! Upon returning home, I was so excited that I would finally be able to see my face in the mirror (on the drive home, I hadn't bothered to look at my parents or the faces of anybody else - I was too busy exploring the car upholstery in the back seat). I ran to the bathroom, jumped up on the toilet seat and climbed over to the bathroom sink to get a good look at myself. My mother came running at my shrieks of terror. Since my knowledge of my appearance was based upon a rather juvenile sense of touch, I thought that I had two noses, one for each nostril. My mother was quite unable to understand why I kept crying, "I only have one nose! Why?? I only have one nose!!"

I used to think that when you pressed in your belly button, you would blow up. :) It was like, the button that would BLOW YOU UP! *BOOM*

I used to believe that if I touched a black person the color would rub off on me.

i believed that if you did not wear your gloves when it was snowing that your hands would turn black and fall off!

When our family was at the dinner table one day I was chewing my hair, a constant habit, and my dad said "I wonder where all those little pieces of hair in your belly go?" and I stopped chewing my hair after that because I thought I had pieces of hair in my stomach and flowing through my viens.

My sister always told me that if you went to bed with wet hair you'd get a head-cold, and I believed her

When I was about 14 a friend told me a gruesome tale about another friend who, when she sneezed inside an elevator, her eyes popped out of their sockets and landed on her cheeks. I am now 37 and have never sneezed inside an elevator in case it is true.

When I was little my mom told me that if I watch too much TV my eyes would get really big. Everytime I saw someone with big eyes, I would think that they watched a lot of TV.

I used to believe that if I would lay on my back too long that my eyes would fall back into my head. Also, If I would lay on my stomach, my eyes would fall out.

when i was 8 i saw a guy with a shaved head and i thought it looked pretty damn cool. so i said not knowing that it meant something else "i wanna be a skinhead when i grow up!" if you know me now youd be VERY surprised. (i run an anti-nazi anti-racist group) hahaah

I remember telling other children that, since the world was sooo big, there were many different skin colors and color combinations. I had heard there were yellow and red skinned people, I already knew there were white and brown. So I told them that there were people who were purple with green spots.

I used to believe that our belly buttons were like the blow-holes on balloons, where God blew us up, then tied us off and clipped the excess. If it ever came undone, we would fly around the room like a balloon "plfffff"

When I was really young, perhaps 3 or 4, I believed that black people were called brown (people) instead because they looked more brown to me than black.