body parts

i believed that when a person had an outie,they were they a diferent species or something,it was kind of because people in my school,not mnay have outies, even some of my crushes have innies,and,i love outies, so it makes me a little sad, but, i know it's not real, i read that an outie is when more of an umbilical cord is on a bellybutton,so it leaves extra skin

When I was really young, obviously before I'd ever seen someone hurt or cut... I used to believe that our blood was the same colour as our skin and that everyone had different coloured blood!

When I was eight, I read this book called My Mom The Frog. It's about a boy and his sister, and the boy's sister tells him that if you touch a wart you will turn into a frog, and the story focuses on this frog that gets into the boy's house after his mom kisses a wart on his finger, and the boy and his sister and friend think the frog is the boy's mother.

Well, since I didn't get a chance to see on the side of the book if it was labeled "fiction," I didn't know if it was fiction or not, and what if it was nonfiction?! My mom worked as a substitute teacher and I kept warning her every day, "If one of your students has a wart don't touch it or else you'll turn into a frog!" My mom and dad kept telling me that wasn't possible but I refused to believe them.

I got so freaking terrified of that book that I didn't even like frogs in general, and I would cringe whenever I heard the word "frog" (this happened when I developed a fear of moles and gerbils for a few months that same year too). My classmates thought it was great to say "frog" over and over in my face to make me wince.

The mania over this book got heavy, and my mom even took me on the Internet to research warts. It, of course, said nothing about turning into frogs upon touching one, but I still thought that was possible. It wasn't until I got to the end of the book and found out that the mother had been at the store buying wart cream the whole time, and the frog was just some random frog that got into the house. THAT was when the mania over all that ended.

Four years later, I ended up with a wart on my pinky, but no one turned into a frog over it!

I used to believe that when a guy turned old he would grow boobs so my grandfather had surgery on his upper chest and his breasts were sagging and we all went swimming and he took his shirt off and i screamed " look dady he got his boobies!" and everybody started laughing i had no clue what happedned. i was like 4

I used to believe that we all had clockwork hearts that had been wound up all the way to the end when we were born and and were ticking away during our lifetimes, and when the clockwork key had run out we'd die. I also thought if we were to take a tumble or fall the clockwork heart could break or get damaged and stop working. I was never worried about rust though, for some reason.

When I was little and being a brat, my grandmother used to threaten to rip my whiner out (the "whiner" being the part of my body that caused me to whine). My mother fully supported this threat. Once she even went so far as to put me up on the kitchen counter and take out a knife. I had to promise to stop whining so that she wouldn't remove my whiner.

...to be honest, the threat never kept me from whining, it just made me think my grandmother was mean.

My mom has this weird crease, which look like stitches, going from left to right on her nose. So, I ask her what that line was about. She told me that she was born without the lower portion of the nose and the line I saw were the stitches of her plastic surgery. It was not only her but even the rest of my family used to said that to me. So, I thought it was the truth till last year when my mom decided that 15 years of fooling me was enough and told me the truth FINALLY!!!!

until LAST YEAR, I used to think that cellulite was caused by sound waves from using cellphones, and I was worried about using my cellphone too much because of it. but its just fat!

When I was five, I went on vacation with my friend. We were in the car and she turned to me and said "Where is your birth mark?" I said that I didn't have one. She then informed me that if I didn't have a birthmark I wasn't born. I was so freaked out for the rest of the trip and for years I pondered how I was alive.

i used to believ when i was little if i pushed my finger into my belly button too far it would open and i would be able to touch my insides.i would be freaked so i would never touch and i would go balistic if any tried to poke it.

i thought getting circumcised was to get the head of the penis cut off

i used to believe that when you said you eye are the key to your heart that if you look really hard you cold see the person heart

My mother used to tell us that if you unscrewed your belly button, your butt would fall off. I used to sit in the bath trying to unscrew my bellybutton. I am so glad I out grew that one

Well this isnt really about me this is about my brother. Well my brother was a really loud and crazy kid so my mom told him he was from planet nuna and he had a volume control inside of himthrough his belly button and when he got loud she would threaten to mute him and he would just cry and promise to be good.

Me & some friends used to think that if you saw someone's eye's they automatically saw you,

We used to play games where we would avoid making eye contact to test this out.

I had glasses since kindergarden and I used to hate them when i was little...i thought that if i did alot of different movements with my eyes like looking up, down, to the sides, or around and around etc it would strengthen my eyes and i wouldnt need glasses anymore