body parts

My mom's sister used to always pinch her when they were kids, just to annoy her. One day my mom started crying and told her mom, and her mom told her sister that if she pinched her she would get a tumor. My mom used to cry all the time because she thought she had a tumor because of this.

Until I was around 10 years of age, I thought that all the squiggly and swirly things you saw in your eyes were actually molecules. Everybody talked about how tiny molecules were and that no body can see them but I kept thinking..."Oh, yeah? I can see them!". I am a grown up now and I still wonder how they know they have split the atom...if an atom is too small to see, how can you possibly see half of one?

I used to rub my eyes all the time when I was little. My mom got frustrated with me, and told me that if I rubbed them too much, they would fall out. We were at the eye doctor when she said it, and I remember that he nodded in agreement with her. I was scared for years after that that if I touched my eye, even if there was something in it that was bothering me, it would fall out. :(

I used to believe that when my dd kissed me with beard stubble and it hurt my face I would someday grow facial hair funny thing is I am a girl never thought about that part

When i was 5 or 6 I thougt that if your belly button was an outie and you poked it 3 times in a row it would unwind all your skin and you will live without any skin and anything including clothe will make you bleed. and if you were to bleed 6 times in 1 day your blood will be drained. I belived that intill I was ten. Creepy.

I used to believe several things about hair, so I'm just going to combine them all into one post:

-When I was three or four, I wanted to grow my hair longer, and I believed that tipping my head back would magically make it grow.

-Until I was five or so, I believed that ponytails were prosthetic devices for girls and women with short hair, that had to be purchased at some special store, and removed every night.

-Until I was five or six, I believed that I could cut my dolls' hair, and it would grow back like mine did (I don't remember ever testing this theory, though).

-I believed that clowns were just born with Technicolour afros, or yarn pigtails or mop tops, or whatever they had.

-Until I was about, oh, maybe thirteen, I believed that there was a correlation between the colour of the hair on people's heads, and their pubic hair.....so, a red-headed person would have red pubic hair. This myth was disproven during a game of "Truth or Dare" at camp.

When i was little and i stayed in the bath too long and my fingers got wringly i would think i was turning into a old man. So i would jump out of the bath and start crying.

i used to always try to pull my big innie into a ouite so i would pull at it for ages untill it really hurt and went red but i still carryed on wid pencils and sticks amd my mum would tell me of fot it. so 1 day she said if i didnt stop i would untie the knote of ma belly button and i would fall apart so for about 3 years i never touched it again

I used to believe that pubic hair was said public hair and that whoever had it would show it off to the public. One time when I was about 6, we were at the beach with my cousins and I told my older cousin, "How come your not showing your public hair?" My cousin gave me a strange look and walked away laughing. I wasn't corrected of my embarrasing mistake until I was 11!

When I was little, I used to think the floaters that you see in your eyes were bugs or worms flying in front of me. I would swat at them trying to make them go away. I got alot of weird looks from people.

When I was little, my grandmother told me that my belly button is where all my skin was tied into a knot. I took her seriously and for almost a year I wouldn't touch my belly button, wash too close to my belly button in the bath, all in fear that if I touched it the "knot"/belly button would come undone, and all of my skin would fall off.

I used to think that shaving cream made your hair fall out. I was terrified of touching it, afraid that if I did, some of it might accidentally get on my head and make me go bald.

When I was very little my mom and I would sit on the floor with her behind me. Then she would start picking through my hair on the back of my head. She would get real excited and say "I found it! She found the hole in my head where she would then take out a pieces Chicklets gum! I used to go crazy trying to find the hole in my head where the gum lived!

my sister, when she was really little, didn't understand that people were different colors and why we were and everything. So she would call her friend Leslie "chocolate colored". When my mom asked her if that meant that she was "vanilla colored" she said No Mommy! We're pink!

I used tot hink that when people talked about genes, they meant my jeans that you wear. My grandma said I had nice eyes because of my genes, and I was like "how to jeans give me nice eyes?"

I have believed for a long time that there's a conditioner that can make your hair so shiny, that you can see your reflection in it! I don't think it really exists - do you?