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I used to believe that your heart was the same shape as the number of age you were, for example, when you were four, your heart was shaped like the numder 1.
I used to believe that the reason why you put your hand over your heart during the flag salute is to see if it's beating.
When I was a little girl I used to belive that I had 3 tubes in my throat; one for eating, one for breathing and one for drinking...
When I was a young girl I happened to love carrots, and I ate a lot of them! With the logical sense of a child, I missed (or ignored) the part where I actually chewed the carrots, so I was convinced (and tried to convince everyone around me) that my ribs actually were the carrots I had been eating.
I use to believe that when someone said the word ear lobe there were actually saying ear loaf. so almost my entire life I was calling the ear lobe an ear loaf. sadly someone finally corrected me when I was in my early 20s. lmbo. how embarrassing. at first I didn't even believe them because how on earth could I have called it that all those years and not be corrected.
When i was younger i thought that if you were cold-blooded, your blood was blue and if youwere warm blooded, your blood was red!!~!!
I use to believe that if you got a sliver you didn't remove pronto, that it would make it's way deeper and deeper into the body until it pierced something important....that's if you weren't lucky enough to have that area amputated first!
I used to believe that my legs weren't responsible for holding up my body, that my body was just floating in the air and my legs were simply below. As you might imagine, I had a few failed attempts at trying to pull my legs off the ground with my arms, to hover.
when i was younger i thought that there were little people in my body controlling everything by spinning the wheels that were around my body. the people had to turn the wheels in order to stay alive.
I used to think that if you went even one night without brushing your teeth, your teeth would rott out. one night I was terrified because we were on a trip and I forgot my tooth paste. i was relieved when i woke up the next morning and i still had my teeth.
I believed I had a tail. It was forked, prehestile, and normally invisible, but I could see it as a see-through green.
When I was small, because I knew that if you're dead, your heart doesn't beat, I would regularly check my heart beat to make sure I was still alive.
i used to believe that there was some kind of food that would make your hair grow long and make your breasts bigger overnight...
I used to believe that all the parts of my body can communicate with me and they can give advices to me.In my child hood Ialways talk with my hair.
After questioning my grandfather on why he had a gold tooth, he claimed he never licked the hole in his mouth after he lost a baby tooth and it grew in that way. For the rest of my childhood I tried to abstain from licking so I would have a full mouth of golden teeth. However, I always gave in and hid in the bathroom because i thought that if noone saw it, it might still work.
I thought you have to have pointy feet like a Barbie in order to wear high heels. So at night in bed I would try to keep my feet in this position, so that I can wear high heels when I'm older.
I don't remember this, but my parents told me. When I was 2 we had a dog and apparently I thought "tail" meant "butt". I fell down and informed them: "My tail is hurting."
When I was about 6, I had a particularly vivid dream that there were cheeseburger patties (without the bread) in my knees obscured by some kind of skin fence. For a couple years I periodically had this nagging fear that there really were cheeseburger patties in my knees.
When our dad was a kid, he would watch his aunt take out her false teeth. Then he and his cousins would sit there for hours trying to take out their own teeth!
When I was 5/6, both my cousins had braces and I wanted them too. I cried when I lost a tooth as I thought they kept your teeth in and was furious at my mom, who wouldnt let me have them