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When I was about four years old, my mother read a story to me that dealt with children of different colors. I asked my mother what color we were, and she answered, "We're white." I replied, "I'm not white; I'm beige." My mother just about died laughing.
If you pulled a face and the wind changed it would stay that way.
When my brother irritated me I would risk a quick horrible face and think that I was so lucky the wind didn't change.
I have a heart shaped face and in the middle of my forehead I have a dent that you can't see, but you can feel, it actually feels like the outline of a heart. When I first noticed it I was about 5 or 6. So one day i showed it to my dad and I asked him why was my face made like a heart and he said, "your mama and I were so much in love when we made you and you came out to be a love child". I was so happy when he told me that, I believed that all the way until I was about 15. even now as I think about it, it brings a smile to my face, just to think that I am actuall a love child.
I used to believe that the difference between boys and girls is that boys have eyebrows, and girls have eyelashes. (Must have been those mascara comercials.)
When I was in junior school I wanted to be a mod. My best friend told that to be a mod I had to practise falling over and getting up immediately.
when i first started school i had to get glasses and i never wanted to wear them. so my dad told me that if i didnt wear them, no one would recognize me. i didnt take them off again until i was in the fourth grade!
Before kindergarten I think it was, our family went and stayed at a hotel, and I have no idea why. Why we were there, there were these twin girls, and I thought that if I looked at them, my face would start to look like theirs, but when I went underwater, My face was normal.
I used to believe that everyone who was the same age, weighed the same amount. Therefore - tall people were always skinny and short people were always fat.
All the mirrors in our house were up high so the adults could see in them and I never needed one so I never realised I was more then just two eyeballs floating in mid air until I was tall enough to happen to catch my reflection in the mirror while bouncing on the couch one day. I scared myself so bad I actually wet my panties.
I used to think that if you didn't have a birth mark you hadn't been born.
When I was little I was so scared that when I grew up I would have to go to the store naked to by new clothes because I would have outgrown my old ones!
I thought that the term "smarter than she looks" was a compliment. Imagine my surprise when I said that 'compliment' to my teacher's friend.
I have a mole on the side of my face and once when I was 5 or 6 my dad told me I was a robot and the mole is where they charge me up at night and on my birthday they were going to change me in for a new model. He didn't understand why I was upset, he thought it was a funny joke. :) Ugg men
... i used to believe the more stripes my pair of sneakers had, the faster i would run ...
When I was very young, I used to think that if I could see a woman's feet, she was naked. This confused me for some time as a child.
I still have issues with feet to this day. And no, there is no foot fetish involved.
We told our little sister that she had a long bushy tail and she fully believed us for ages!!
I used to believe that shoes grew along with you, so as you got bigger your shoes would too. I also thought the same thing about clothes. I remember crying for hours and hours one time because my shoes didn't fit and I though I had broken them or stopped them from growing somehow.
I used 2 think that the scar on my side said "UNUSEABLE" LOL!!!!!!
When I was young I used to believe that moles and freckles were caused by flies pooing on you...I used to be SO scared of a fly pooing on my face.
I guess from hearing too many dumb-blonde jokes, when I was growing up I really truly thought that blonde people were dumber than people with other hair colors. Like God had made it that way so you could tell if a person was dumb or smart. (Boy, was I glad I had brown hair!)