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I didn't realize until I read the Anon section that Anon was anonomous! i would get really ticked off that anon was sending in all these loads of stuff. then, i realized that anon wasn't a person, but a bunch! Boy am i dumb! :D

I used to believe…

When we were in kindergarten, my friends and I believed that if we crossed our eyes and stuck out our tounge, and someone slapped us really hard in the back, that our faces would get stuck that way! Sometimes, we would play tricks on eachother and wack eachother in the back while we were crossing our eyes. When our faces didn't get stuck like that, we thought that our guardian angels were watching over us and that they made sure that our faces didn't turn ugly!!

I was 15 when my youngest brother was born. When he was 3, by sheer coincidence the milkman, the garbage man,the guy who ran the deli, and the dry cleaner man were all named George. David got the idea that all male strangers were named "George" (as in "The George at the ice cream store gave me a cookie.") The rest of us kids thought it was funny, and for years we addressed all unintroduced males as "George". You'd be surprised how many men will happily answer to George!

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My parents told me if I lied to them, my tongue would turn black, and boy did I believe it -- how else did they always know I'd lied? (Maybe it was from them saying suspiciously, "Let me see your tongue," and me furiously shaking my head no with my lips pressed shut!) I used to run to the bathroom mirror afterwards to catch before it returned to normal, but my parents nipped that in the bud by telling me only moms and dads could see it. Good trick -- I think I need to keep this one going with my own kids!

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My mom told me not to do certain things like "make faces" or it would freeze like that. I thought that is where mannequins come from. Adults & kids who had just froze like that because they were doing things they weren't supposed to do.

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Before I realized that clowns were just normal people in funny costumes and makeup, I thought that clowns were born that way. When I heard that someone had a baby, I would wonder if it was a clown baby. Finally, one day I asked my mother why no one we knew had a clown baby. I don't remember what she answered, but to her eternal credit, she did it with a straight face!

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Once, in fourth grade, I looked in the bathroom mirror and noticed several small, hardly-visible black dots on my upper lip. I got scared and thought I was growing a beard. Then, I figured outthat they were actually blackheads.

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Someone else has this belief too, im 22 and recently found ot about this web site, i thought Anon was a seriously schizophrenic person who sent in loads of his/her childhood beiefs...ehm

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There's a popular book in Poland called "Mr. Kleks Academy". It's a bit Potter-ish to say the truth: the Professor, Mr. Kleks teaches his young and eager students how to fly a carpet or understand the speech of dogs. When I was young I desperately wanted to attend the school some day. Unfortunately, only those whose name started with "A" had a chance to take part in this ecceptional educational adventure.

My parents gave me the name of Michael. At six, it caused me to fall apart from them a little :)

Now, when I'm 19 I come to realise that I shouldn't have quarelled with them... My second name is Antony :)

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My grandmother used to tell us that if we lied there would be a black spot on our tongue. I remember once my sister and I were standing in the hall in front of the mirror with our tongues out (we must have recently been caught in a fig) and Grandma walked by and said as she passed, "Only I can see it." Thus convincing us that she could not only see the black spot but could read our minds. I really believed in the black spot on the tongue for years until one time when my sister and I were both telling the truth and Grandma saw the black spot!

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My brother once convinced me to drink a puddle of mud by putting a straw in it and saying it was a chocolate milkshake.

...He also filled a bottle with warm soapy water and threw it all over me and told me it was acid. I cried.

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when i was little i saw a movie and in most movies theres a bad guy, well the bad guy in this movie was a clown. so when mum brought a clown around for my birthday i ran out of the room screaming and crying thinking that he would kill me!!

i still think clowns are creepy!!

I remember when I was five, I stood anxiously at the bottom of the stairs on my sister's third birthday waiting for her to wake up and come downstairs. Since I usually couldn't have cared less about my sister, my mom asked me why I was so anxious to see her. I replied, "I want to see how much older she looks now that she's three!"

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When I was little I tucked my shirt into my underwear instead of into my pants. One day someone told me never to do that and I was convinced that I would catch on fire if I did it again. Later I found out that it just made my underwear show at the top of my pants.

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ok, this is pretty mean, but when my sister was about 3, my older brother and i told her that she was born w/o butt cheeks. we told her that they had to put fake ones on, and that she was the first person to ever have that opperation. she really believed us for about 3 years, we don't know how she found out, but she got mad about it. to this day (she is 11 now) she gets mad when we talk about it, but its a good laugh.

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this is from my moms childhood. when my moms youngest sister was able to understand more things, they (my mom and her other sisters) told her that when she was born, there parents didn't have enough money to raise her, so they froze her body. then told her that that was the reason why she was the only one with blonde hair and blue eyes.