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I used to believe, when i was 4-6 that everybodys eyes could see different colours.
For example:If I saw a blue car i thought everyon else saw it in a different colour like, red, yellow,or green. Colours like that. I am 12 now and i still laugh when i think about it.
My Uncle, lets call him Dick, told me when I was like 5 years old that if I cried that I would waste my tears and I would cry blood. I never cried from that day forward.
My school district provided free vision and hearing tests for all elementary students. From kindergarten on, I had the idea that failing a test at school would be Really Bad. So when I took the eye test and couldn't see the chart, the nurse frowned and I thought I was going to get in trouble.
So I cheated by pretending not to know my letters and guessing until she said I was right. She must have thought I was a moron, but a moron who could see. Years later in junior high my mom finally figured out why I had headaches all the time, and it turned out I have 20/200 vision and needed glasses all along.
My sister told me that if you ripped out an eyelash or one fell off your skin would change color and that is why some would have really white skin, and why some had dark skin
When I was little my friend told me that if you snease with your eyes open you eyes will fall out!
I had my own unique belief about the warning, "if you cross your eyes, they'll stick that way". I thought that there was a set time limit that everyone had, and every time I crossed my eyes I was counting down seconds off that time limit. Every time I crossed my eyes, I got a rush thinking I was getting closer to "zero hour" - and was this the time that they would stick!?!?
I thought that the colour of your eyes determined how well you could see that particular colour.
E.g., if you have blue eye's you could interpret blue more deeply than someone with brown eyes.
I reasoned that the reason this wasn't common knowledge was because there was no objective way for one person to say how "blue" blue was to them.
At the ripe age of 4 I was learning how to count, but didn't grasp the concept of "pairs" i.e "pair of eyes". So when a family aquaintance, at the old age of 10 tried to explain that people had "a pair of eyes," I knew she wasn't as smart as she thought she was because I could count now, and people (most importantly, myself included) actually had TWO eyes not one, so I believed quite firmly we all had "2 pairs of eyes" not one, as she so adamantly proclaimed.
I used to think thats rats put those eye crusties there while I were asleep
My cousin showed me how he took out his eyes every night and put them in a little holder. Later I realized that these were actually his contact lenses.
My mom had me to believe that I only had a certain amount of tears in my tear duct, and if I used them all I wouldn't have any left for when I was older and really needed them.(that was just mean mother)
In fact my daughter's belief was that I wasn't there when my eyes were closed. She used to peel my eyes open in the morning and shout "Daddy, Daddy, are you in"
I used to believe that when I closed my eyes, my eyeballs would roll over so that they were looking inside my head. I wondered why I could never see my brain, but decided that it was too dark in there to see anything. I later believed that I had the power to see things even with my eyes closed. Of course I eventually figured out that I was squinting, not actually looking through my eyelids.
i use to believe that when you closed your eyes no one could see you. i was 5 and playing hide and seek with my 10 yr/ old sister. i was sooooooooo surprised when she found me so quick. i... sitting right there on the couch~hiding~with my eyes closed.
I used to believe that if we cried too much, our body would run out of water. So whenever I cried a lot, I would hurry and drink a glass of water.
i used to believe that when i told a lie my eyes would turn purple,because that's what my daddy told me!!
Being a little girl I always had an admiration for precious rocks and loved to collect them. I knew that gold was something very valuable and shiny. I used to believe that the bits of crud that gather in the eyes during the night were gold and every morning I checked my eyes to see if I had any. I used to keep them in a small bowl with my other rocks hidden were no one could find and steal “my gold”. I don’t know why I used to think that; but maybe it is because it had like a gold color and felt like a tiny rock.
I have two different colored eyes. (one brown and one light blue). When I was little I noticed that everyone had eyes that were both the same color so i aked my father why mine were different. He said it was becuase when I was born, one of my eyes didn't work,and that I would have to get it removed and then replaced with a different eye. But in my case, they didn't have any brown eyes left to put in my socket, so they used a blue one. I beileved this story until about three years ago (I'm 15 now). My friends have give me the nickname odd-eyed Sage because of it. Yikes...
I have floaters in my eyes, and I used to believe that I could see my pupils.
When I was young I used to believe that if I looked down my eyeballs would fall out. Needless to say I got a lot of bruises walking in to things whilst looking at the sky!!