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When I was about 5 or 6, my Dad would tell me that if I played with my belly button too much (which I did a lot) that I would fly around the room (like when you let go of a balloon). Now 8 years later, I'm still suspicious...

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thanks to my older cousin, i used to believe that the dentist had to drill little holes in every tooth to put braces on you.

When I was young (about 45 years ago) I thought that people saw things by sending out some sort of "eye beams". I was disappointed when I learned the truth because it was just not as cool as my own theory.

When I was about 7 I was lying on the couch, watching tv, and I guess my shirt was up enough so that my navel was visible. My Uncle came over to me and said "Aha! I can see your belly button!". Then he poked it and told me I was going to explode in 10 years. I freaked out, crying until he told me it was a joke.

my mum used to always say, " look at them bags under your eyes" and i used to run over to the mirror and look at my eyes looking for a tesco carrier bag in my eye.

Until I was five or six, I believed that my eyeballs might fall out so at random times during the day I would close my right eye to make sure my left eye was still in tact and capable of seeing...and then close my left eye to affirm my right eyeball was still in my head and in working order.

ok so when i was little i used to think that if u pluged ur belly button u couldn't breathe so i would never let any1 touch my belly button!!! hahaha

Until I was about 6 I always freaked out if I got any cut that bled. It was not until my dad explained to me that my body would make more that I finally was able to rest easy after bleeding. You see, I thought that the blood that was in my body was given to me at birth and it was all I would ever have, thus if I lost it it was gone forever.

when I was little I used to see people with long, flowy, shiny hair and wanted mine like theirs. So I mixed my moms hair products together to attempt to make a magical pretty hair potion, and put it all over my hair. I actaully thought it worked for a while there untill I noticed it was actually dulling and makind my hair a sticky mess. My mother found out I was wasting her hair products and I got in trouble and stopped the potion makeing. I can't belive I used to Belive in magical hair concoctions.

I use to think that whatever your favorite color was, that was the color of your blood. My favorite color back then was green, but whenever I told someone they asked why mine was red then and I never had an explanation.

I used to believe I had a fuzzy monster living in my belly button, until my friend came and plucked the lint out while I was sleeping!

I used to believe the girl down the block could take her eyes out and put them back in. I could have sworn that's what she told me but later on she denied it.

I always had a big outie bellybutton. Mine sticks out nearly an inch! When I was little we would go to the pool and my mom always made me wear a two piece. I remember asking my mom why other kids stare at mine. She told me they lost their bellybuttons in the water so I better make sure they don't take mine. I was then proud to show my outie. And sadly enough, humiliated soon after for helping several girls try to find their tummybuttons under the water, lol.

i used to believe that i had a problem because i had a "tongue string", as i called it...which in actuality, everyone has, but i was eating pizza one day and decided that it was time to cut it off because it was bothering me so much...i still can't look at the underneath of tongues...

— the man who sat on the man who is Elvisbody parts : general

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i used to believe that i really would end up with square eyes if i watched too much tv

I used to believe that you had to brush your teeth to get the food particles out because if you didn't, when you slept, little bugs would get in your mouth to eat the food and in the process would eat your teeth causing cavities.

I didn't realize when I told my young son that I had eyes in the back of my head that he would actually believe it! It wasn't until he was about 8 years old and actually saw my scalp that he admitted he had believed me the whole time! He was angry at me for lying to him!

— Mama Burrisbody parts : eyes

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