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one time when i was about 8 i used my mother's face cream (trying to be a grown up) and i got some in my eye and it hurt and stung. i told my brother about it and he told me i was going to go blind because of it. i didn't sleep all night and finally woke up my mom crying about how i would be blind before morning!

When I was little.My older sister Silvia told me,that if her and I both wished really hard we would grow a tail of the animal of our choice.My mom told her that.My sister and me both wanted the tail of a fox.:) When we got older we realized it would proably never happen.So we stoped and we got pretty bumed.

When I was little my older sister Silvia used to wear a black pirate patch over her right eye for fun.She always told me she lost her right eye in a bee bee gun accident.When I was 7yrs old she stoped wearing the patch for a while and I found out she was just joking about it.:) But to tell you the truth I actually thought it was cool having a big sister who woar an eye patch.lol

The first time I saw a black guy I asked my mom why he looked like that, was it because he got burnt?

A friend once told me that if I put garlic on my face I would grow more facial hair. I did it for a week until I realized it just burned really really bad and no hair grew.

This was actually my little sister's fear. When she was little she fell and broke her two front teeth on the floor, and they had to be removed. Awhile later, she had an earache and violently objected to going to the doctor. We finally found out she figured that since a toothache was solved by removing the teeth, the doctor would resolve her earache by cutting off her ear!

When I was a little girl we had a dark skinned girl in our school who was unbelievably cool. I really admired her and wanted to be like here. I would always pray every night and ask God if he could make me more like her. When that summer I got a lot of freckles I went into this happy tantrum thinking I was turning into my heroin...

When I was 4, I was trying to impress my mother by knowing which was my left handed and which was my right hand. For reassurance, I would ask my mother, as I raised my right hand I would ask, "Is this my right hand?" she replied ,"Right" and I would raise my left hand and I would ask, "Is this my right hand?" and she would reply, "Wrong", consequently, I thought I had a right hand and a wrong hand.

When I was young (perhaps four or five) I had heard a reference to "belly button lint." For some unbeknownst reason, this phenomenon terrified me more than I can possibly say. I was horrified of the thought of having lint in my belly button, and became convinced that if I NEVER let my belly button be uncovered, the lint would have no way of sneaking in. All of my night-shirts were streched out on the bottoms because I would draw my knees up to my chest and pin the bottom of the shirts to the floor with my hands. I even attempted to tape over my belly button when bathing, but after several unsuccessful tries, I concluded that the flowing water would scare away any renegade lint. I'm not entirely sure when I grew out of this practice, but to this day just the thought of belly button lint makes me shiver. Ick!

I didn't like brushing my teeth when I was around 6. Whenever my mom told me to brush my teeth, I'd start the daily argument of "If you put together ALL the times I brushed my teeth and add up all the time, I'm sure i've brushed my teeth enough for tonight."
After saying that enough I actually DID believe it and couldn't figure out why she kept telling me to brush my teeth.

Because my mom and dad once told me that while they were shopping (I was about five or so) a woman had her eyes literally pop out and that this would happen to anyone who had big eyes. After a while they told me that I had big eyes and I shouldn't open them too wide or they'd pop out. It went so far that I was scared my eyes would pop out whenever I had a headache or my eyes hurt. Now I know it's not true.... At least I hope it's not...

As a child my great-uncle always told me that he & my mother were walking in a garden & found me in behind a cabbage plant. All this because I was the only kid with red hair...years later the Cabbage Patch Kids came out. He also told me that my freckles came from standing behind the screen door when the sun was shining through. By the way, Great-Uncle Georgie also had red hair;)

i used to believe that by chewing on my hair i would someday have a hairball in my stomach that was big enough to make me explode. i can thank my aunt for that one.

I used to think that the human body was a big bag full of blood and that our skin was like a water balloon, holding it all in. When a person got a cut or scrape, it was as if the balloon had sprung a leak!

when we were little my mother would tell us when we were mad and stuck out our lower lip that she would trip over it then she would walk by and pretend to trip

WHen I was a kid, I used to talk to my hands, making them talk to me. I had this whole society of people, I talked more to this guy that was very popular, everyone liked him and he had all the girls....