I used to believe that you could take out your teeth like dentures. I watched my grandma take her dentures out, and I tried pulling on my gums. I was disappointed when my teeth wouldn't come out like my grandma's!
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When I was young my Mum started to collect all our waste foil up, when I asked why she said it was for the blind.
From that I guessed that Braille books were made out of recycled foil as it was easier to stamp the dots into foil than paper.
After my Grandpa got cancer I accidentally slammed my elbow on a counter. It hurt so bad that I was sure I had cancer too. So, when no one was around I would stick my arm in the microwave to treat it.
Growing up in a predominaely french family, most of the adults i came into contact with wore dentures. So i thus came to believe that the only people who wore dentures were french. I was shocked as a young adult to see my first non french person who wore dentures.
When I was around 10 and was finally starting to grow boobs, (yes they were mosquitoe bites, but they hurt like HELL!) I thought that I was getting breast cancer. Of course I was too embarrased to ask about it, so this went on for about a year. I actually thought that because one side was growing more, and hurt more than the other, that I definitely had cancer on that side.
When I was young I believed that little cartoon mice lived in my head and controlled my body... For example, when I went to sleep my dreams were either acted out by them or they would play a movie for me. Or, when I had to go to the washroom it was because they traveled down my body and turned on a tap.
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My eyes are hazel and change color. When I was little I though that when my eyes looked green it was because I ate pickles so much.
My parents convinced me when I was little that I once had a tail and that I had gotten it removed. Mostly my mother. We both have a unique personality, but that was just mea.
I used to believe that I'm the prettiest girl in the world, people will always tell me that when I was young....
I liked reading in the car while it was in motion and even if it was dark. My mom used to tell me that if
I forced my eyes for reading and with the movements of the car, maybe with a bump, my eyes would pop out.
When I was about 5 I had a fascination with bellybuttons, and my Father told me that if I continued to play with it, I'd untie it and my bum would drop off! Needless to say I stopped.
My mum used to tell me that when ever a fly would land on me it would poop. She said that's where my moles/freckles came from.
Every night my father would come upstairs to say goodnight, and when he would go he always ‘hit’ his head against the wall. I used to believe that he was just being stupid and never learn and I would laugh at him, but when I was about nine years old my father finally told me his trick; he hit his arm against the wall. I was a smart kid, yup.
i used to believe that the inside of our bodies were made from metal and that our stomachs were small trash compactors and our hearts were batteries. my mother had to buy me an anatomy book to convince me otherwise.
I believed that whatever you did to one hand (or side of your body) that you needed to do the same thing to your other hand / side so you would "stay even." Because the side of you that didn't get the special treatment would be jealous!
I wanted people to shake both hands, not just one. And I "painted" my nails with marking pens by doing one thumb, then the other, then both index fingers, etc.
When I was about 3 or 4, there was a woman who lived next door to me who had only one leg. One day I asked her where the other one went and she told me that it hurt so she took it off.
She had a Boxer, those dogs that have no tails, and I asked her if she took off her tail because it was hurting her, too.
My history teacher is extreamly laid-back and we never do much work on Fridays. One day the whole class was sitting around talking when my teacher opens his phone to read a text message and then says "Wow! My boy is 23 inches long!" I went the whole day very upset that my teacher would say such a vulgar thing to his students.
I then realized that he was talking about his son who was born about 2 months earlier. I couldn't believe myself.
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I played with Barbies all the time as a little girl, and their lack of nipples led me to believe that my own nipples would fade when I grew up.
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When I was little, I thought that people were either born with bangs, or without them. =D
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My step-dad used to tell my little sister that if you un-screwed your belly button that your arms and legs would fall off.