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My sister was convinced that men and women had balls because her sex-ed teacher told her so. I think she heard wrong.
My co-worker believed that one of the two testicles was actually at the head of the penis because they couldn't possibly both be at the bottom.
I used to believe that if I couldn't suck in my gut anymore, my belly would bulge out twice as much.
I believed that there was such thing as a piano donor just like an organ donor. That was when i had no idea what an organ donor was.
I used to believe that you could catch AIDS from just looking at a nud girl. Good thing I was WRONG
I used to think that if I ate too much junk food in one day, I'd get so fat that my belly would fill the whole sofa!
I used to believe breasts were pronounced "breests", vagina was pronounced "Vageena", uterus was pronounced "Ooterus", and pubic hair was "public hair".
I remember seeing a food commercial on TV. In it were a husband and wife discussing the food. The wife said, "And it's good for your budget!" As she said "budget", she touched his stomach. So I thought "budget" meant "stomach".
I used to think eyeshadow protected your eyes from the sun somehow.
i used to believe that the people weren't alive when i wasn't with them, i thought that i was the only person who had life and everyone couldn't do anything when I didn't meet with them.
My Boyfriend recently admitted to me that up until the time he actually felt one he believed breasts were almost completely solid. He thought (and this is the example he used) that touching them would be like holding a slightly larger than average tennis ball.
He remembers being really confused about why women wore bras as they seemed to him to serve no real function.
For some inexplicable reason, I believed that a woman's ovaries were in her shoulders until I was about 6. I also asked my mother if I was pregnant every single time my shoulders hurt, because obviously they were connected.
My mom had scoliosis surgery as a teen and when she explained the huge scar that runs down her back I imagined her sitting upright on an exam table, the doctor opening her back like French doors, and climbing completely inside the hollow cavity to fix her spine with a wrench.
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
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.
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