When I was little my aunt once told me that after cutting your nails you have to flush them in order to get rid of them and If you throw it on the ground or anywhere other than the toilet, an evil spirit (jinn) would appear and will take you to its underground prison. I was terrified I never dared to throw them anywhere else no matter how tired I was. I believed this until I was 14
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I believed shrimp was an organ because of a dream. My grandmother was going through several forms of cancer at the time and I was very stressed out. Not understanding what exactly was killing her, my stress dreams evolved constantly. One night I awoke sweating and crying and ran to my mom's room yelling about shrimp. I dreamed my grandmother was inside this metal machine at a hospital, and someone used a metal arm to pull her shrimp out of her. She was awake and screaming. My mom was very concerned about a little girl having such weird violent dreams so she assured me repetitively this wasn't real, but for some reason I still thought shrimp was an organ for years and would never eat it. I hate shrimp to this day.
I used to believe that if your arm got cut off it would heal/grow back.
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I used to believe that babies came out of belly buttons
I believed that all of my blood was stored in the calves of my legs.
when I was young I heard about people getting very bad concussions and how they needed to be woken up every so often or they could slip into a coma. So, I believed that no matter how minor a concussion, if you fell asleep, you'd go in a coma and die. I finally got a minor concussion at 16 and learned that I didn't have to keep myself awake.
I used to think that if you poked yourself with a needle you
Would get an infection.
I use to believe that there was little tiny people in my brain and they got to say what I think about and that they were my continuos! Lol there were about 1000 people in my brain
I used to believe that if I eat lots of seaweeds, I won't be bald. It is because my parents told me. However, my friends is balding even though he eat lots of seaweeds. It is interesting for me.
When my little brother was born, I believed that the reason he has a dark complexion and I have a light complexion was because he had been born at night and I had been born in the morning.
When I was younger, I would always pass a tattoo parlor on the way to the grocery store. Secretly, I wanted to go there to get a tattoo. Except I didn't want a permanent tattoo.. yes, I thought they sold temporary tattoos !
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I used to believe there was nothing inside our bodies when I was about 4.
I used to think that there was one hair on your body—I wasn't sure where—that was connected to your entire inside, and if you pulled it hard enough you'd pull your insides out.
I have no idea why I thought this, but I still think about it sometimes.
When I was really young and I heard someone "That hurts my feelings" or something like that I used to think they were talking about the fillings in their teeth.
I used to believe that darker skinned people were just cooked for to long , until I was 8 and was punched in the nose for saying it to an Indian kid and was sat down and had it explained
You know those giant Bullet Bills from old Super Mario games that would blow up and try to hit you in slow motion? They had angry eyes, etc?
Well, when I was a little girl, I used to imagine that those bullets would be moving around in my stomach, etc and when they would crash against a wall -- it would cause the hiccups.
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My older brother used to tell me that if I "untied" it, I'd fly around the room like a balloon.
When, in classroom, teachers told us the diference between right and left, I though their right/left was the opposite of us kids. They were standing in front of us, so their right would be our left, lol, and that confused me. It made sense, because I also had heard adults had more teeth, so I thought that when we became adults, our right and left switched magically.
In honor of my late uncle I'd like to post this belief.
When I was around 5 my uncle slammed his thumb in the car door and it cracked so he had to go to the emergency room to get it removed. He was gone for hours and when I asked him what took so long he said that your fingernails and toenails are connected so the had to pull his toenail out too. I really thought they pulled his toenail out through his finger, and believed that toenails and fingernails were connected until I was 20.
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I had an uncle named Monroe when I was little who lost both of his legs to diabetes. I thought Monroe meant you had no legs.