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When I was a little kid and fell down and skin my knee, I used to think I was skinning my kidney.
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When I was a little kid and fell down and skin my knee, I used to think I was skinning my kidney.
When I was being horrible as a little girl my mom use to tell me she had a tool and she was going to unscrew my belly button and my legs would fall off.
I looked for that tool for years.
When I was a little girl I always wanted large breasts like my mom. My dad told me one day that if I blew hard on each thumb that they would blow up to be the size of my mom's one day. My parents would catch me in the car at friends houses everywhere blowing on my thumbs so I could catch up to my mom.
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I used to believe that a penis was called a bobby because my mum told me... I believed this until I was 15.
I used to believe that if someone put their finger in my belly button and twisted hard enough, my legs would fall off. This always made me terrified of my brother, I was nine, and he was thirteen, he always tickled me and I was scared he would be the death of me. He always goes for my belly button for some reason, lol.
i used to believe that when you pushed your belly button a baby would pop out im now 14 and know the truth
When I was very young, one of my mum's very good friends would come round to see us. Me and my sister liked him coming over as he liked to laugh and joke with us and we found him entertaining.
Sometimes he'd be sat on the sofa and we'd run up to him and grab his right leg nad he'd say to us "Careful now, that's my driving leg".
I was convinced that his leg was somehow special or fragile and we should be careful of it because he need it for this mysterious "driving".
It was only when I finally bought my first car 2 years ago (when I was 23) that I remembered and thought about this again and realised how much he'd been having me and my sister on.
When I was younger, I used to believe that Kidneys were really in your knees. I think up until about the fifth grade, i was under that impression. it was baddddd.
I used to believe when women went to get their nails done, the acrylic ones, that they put their hands in a box and it pulls on their nails and makes them longer.
I used to believe that stitches were zippers that doctors used, because when i was 6 my mom had brain surgery and attempting to reassure me, she said that the huge line of staples across her head was a zipper.
I fantasised the rest of the year about unzipping her head and seeing her brains.
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When I was a child I used to believe that our mind is in our chin, I guess because some people rub their chins when thinking about something.
when I was a kid I thought that babies come out of a belly-button.
When I was little I used to wonder what the little knot was on the inside of my navel. Mine had a more prominant bellybutton on the inside and I wanted it to go away. I was told it would get smaller as I got older. Well, momma, I'm 26 and my navel STILL has that outie thing in it, lol.
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I was convinced by a neighgbour that i have eleven fingers. I was so sure of it I even saw the six fingers on one hand
I used to believe that you can wipe off your belly button with eraser if you want. But i was afraid to try...
Somehow i had become of the belief that the brain was as affectionate an organ as the heart, and therefore i would make up and sing love songs about "how my brain loves you"
It was odd however, that by age 6 i still didn't understand the concept of love, but i did understand love songs.
i USED TO BELIVE THAT BABIES CAME FROM A WOMWNS BELLY BUTTON AND THAT SEX WAS A DIASEASE
I used to believe that my mom seriously had eyes in the back of her head and could read my mind. So when she got mad at me and yelled, I would think something bad about her and stick my tongue out, and then I would be all "Oops!"
My best friend in elementary school was black. One time on the bus, he must have eaten a peanutbutter and jelly sandwich, and got some jelly on his arm. He licked it off his arm, and I thought he'd cut himself and was sucking some blood off of where he got cut. I believed black people had jelly-like blood.
When I was small, i used to believe my mom when she said she had eyes in the back of her head. I always wondered because i thought her hair was in the way.