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My best friend across the road thought my dad was a vampire because he had his four front teeth missing, she would run screaming from our house because he never put his fake ones in unless he had to, he would hiss at her very, very often.
I use to believe that you always had to swallow your saliva in your mouth every 8 seconds or so. I found out when I was 7 that you didn't when I watched an interesting show on TV. I was so engrossed that I forgot to swallow and actually thought I would die.
I use to think that the white stuff under your nails were how many times you lied. now i just know its scuffs on your finger nails.
I used to believe that "spare ribs" were extra bones that weren't medically necessary, and could be removed like an appendix or spleen. This belief was bolstered by an urban legend about Marilyn Manson having some lower ribs removed, that I heard later in life.
This belief was debunked, last month, by my fiancee. I'm 29.
When my sister was 4, my mother told us that my grandfather had to have surgery to have scar tissue removed. She went around to everyone in our neighborhood and told them that our grandfather had to have Kleenex removed from his nose.
In an effort for me to brush my teeth when I was younger, my mom told me that cavities were little white bugs (similar to head lice) that would live on my teeth. She even got our dentist in on it, so of course I believed them.
When I had realized that I had put my shoes on the wrong foot, I thought if i just crossed my legs no one would notice. They did. and I tripped myself a lot.
I discovered that me knees creak a bit sometimes. I told my dad about it and he told me about how when I was born I had no knees and so they had to give me steel knees. I believed it for 6 years. I was very angry when I discovered this was false.
When I was little, I spilled chocolate ice cream right on a birth mark on my leg I had never seen before. I thought for a long time the ice cream had stained my leg and would never come off, until my mom explained it.
When I was about 5 or 6, my dad told me that if I didn't want my nose to stretch out that I should pinch it and it will stop the growing. So as often as I could I would pinch it and sometimes even put a clothespin on it. Eventually I learned, but now when I yawn, since my nostrils flare when I do, I pinch my nose out of habit, and maybe with a bit of hope it will work.
I used to think that maybe people had miscounted, and we actually had 11 fingers. I used to lie in bed and carefully count my fingers over and over, to make sure there were actually 10.
I used to believe that wearing a bra that was too small would make my boobs get smaller.
When I was younger I used to chew on my hair a lot, so my brother told me that if I chewed my hair that I would turn inside out. Needless to say, I never chewed my hair ever again and only when I was in my teens did I realize that it was all just a joke.
When my Fiancee was little her dad used to tell her she had to wash until she was "squeaky clean". She still uses her finger on her chest to see if it squeaks. She's 29.
my grandpa told us that if we put our feet in the river water than fish would think they were worms and eat them off.... I was so scared to go in the river for years!
I was told that if you sleep with a bra on your breast wouldn't grow. Now it's impossible for me to sleep in a bra because it doesn't feel comfortable, and yet I still have small breast.
When my older sister was younger, she thought that her toenails would fall off if anyone touched them. She's still afraid to let anyone touch her feet.
I used to believe that my feelings were in my shoulders.
Me and my sister used to think that our ankles were rocks and we asked my mom how to get the rocks out of our feet.
When I was five, I asked my dad why the right hand was called right. Was the left hand wrong or bad? He must have thought the question was funny, and told me that yes my left hand was my evil hand, and that is why I must do everything right handed. Ever since then, when I knowingly do something wrong, I do it left handed.