When I was little, I used to believe when you were squinting and there was wind, you would be blocked. When I was 14 years old, my mother told me it was false, before I was sure it was real. When I learnt this I felt so stupid.
I used to believe that if we squinted during a storm, we could block our eyes, and my neighbor had a problem with the eyes that made him squint, and I was thinking he had squinted during a storm, So one day I asked him why he had squinted during a storm and he got upset and fought over me, I did not understand why he got angry and I understood 5 years later when I asked my parents if it was not true that we could block our eyes and that they told me that it was a myth to prevent children from squinting .Now I find this stupîd and I do not know how I could believe that for so long and how I could be so naive.
When I was six or so, I had a nightmare where if you cried a lot, you'd get scars on your eyes. That made me nervous for about three days.
I thought that blind people were called not-sees
When I was 8, I used to believe that Specsavers (an optitions in the UK) had a glasses factory under their shop where they made glasses and they would put the glasses in a tube so the people working there could collect the glasses.
I was 7 and in summer the whole family used to spend the day at the village pools. I was really afraid of deep water, so I always swam in the small pool, where the water came up to my knee. One day I wanted to open my eyes underwater while snorkelling, because my brothers and cousins did it. But when I tried I thought that the water would hurt my eyes and could not separate the eyelids.
I used to believe that if i watched too much TV my pupils would take the shape of squares
When I was younger my mum told me that if I the wind changed whilst my eyes were crossed they would stay like that forever
While driving down the road, I told my mom that I needed to pluck my eyebrows, she asked why and I replied that I didn't want them to intercourse.
I used to think all people with green eyes were Irish
When I ws in primary school, so up to about age 9, I used to think only girls had different coloured eyes, like blue or green or hazel. I thought boys all had dull coloured eyes, all mid-brown or grey - if I had known the phrase "neutral colours" back then, that's what I'd have used to describe boys eye colours. I also used to think some girls might have pink or yellow or purple or multi-colour "glitter" colour eyes. I was so jealous that I was glad when I eventually figured out that wasn't the case. I remembered this belief when being offered many different shades of contact lenses at the opticians, I had forgotten all about it, it made me smile.
I used to believe that if I pushed down on my upper eyelids too much, my eyes would pop out.
One time when I was on a family trip we were in the car and we pulled out in front of a cop car. My brother told me that there were eyes in the back of my head and that the police man was onto me and was going to take me to jail because of the eyes in the back of my head. I whole-heartedly believed him and cried the rest of the car ride. Let's say it was a memorable trip.
I don't know why, but I thought that the blinking of your eyes was what allowed you to talk.
I don't know why, but for some reason I thought that blinking your eyes powered your speech.
When I was little my dad told me that when he got something in his eye he used to go to the hospital where they would take our his eyeball which was on a long string and wash it in a bowl! For ages I thought our eyes could be taken out on long strings!
My dad told me once that my eyes were turning square from watching too much tv. He held my head to the window, and carefully examined them, indicating the square edges in front of me.
I spent hours looking at them in my mirror, trying to see the square edges. Took me about a month to realise he was not being entirely truthful :D
When I was a child, I found a blood vessel in my eye that was shaped like the letter "M". Since my first name starts with M, this caused me to believe that everybody had blood vessels in their eyes shaped like the first letter of their names.
I thought seeing red meant you if you were really mad your vision literally got a red tint to it. I figured I had just never got mad enough for it to happen
I used to think that if I tried hard enough, I could bend my vision to look around corners. And I thought other people could do it, too.