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- Euthanasia is youth in Asia
- If you don't hold your breath as you pass a cemetery you will die or become possessed.
- People killed in films or on TV die in real life.
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I used to believe that the faces or animals I could see in the clouds were actually people and animals that had just died and were going up to heaven.
When I was about 6, my dad told me that glue was poisonous and that if you eat it, you could die. So, one day at school when a girl in my class was eating the Clag glue (non-toxic, children's glue) that we were using, I told her that she was going to die, and that if she didn't die right now, she would die in her sleep that night.
i always thought that funerals were sad plays and that they were still living and they left to go to acting school. Damn i was a stupid child.
i use to believe that you died on your birthday, because they never say on the news that so and so died at age 64 3/4 they just say 64. So i was scared of my birthdays and just wanted the day over so that I knew I would live another year.
After my grandmother died, my parents kept telling me that we would always have a part of Grandma with us. On the car ride back from the funeral, there was a bag on the seat beside me. When I touch it, it was squishy, just as I imagined a liver or a heart would feel. Was it true that we were taking home an actual part of Grandma? I was petrified of that bag for the entire trip home. It turned out to be pound cake.
I used to belive that if u step on someones grave their hands would come out of the ground ,grab you and put u in the coffin in the place of the dead body. I thought tbhey did that so the dead person can live longer
I used to believe that a when a person died their body floated up to heaven, when everyone else was asleep.
I used to believe that you would die if you stood on the cracks in the pavement.
My nan used to take me and my brother to the Cemetary when we where little and she told us that if we walked on peoples graves their hands would come up and pull us under...never to return!
This isn't mine but my uncle's. You see, my dad's family was poor and they all got one pop thing a week. One of his brother's saved it and another one drank it all at once. The brother that drank it all at once would drink the brother who saved it. So the one who saved it decided that he would save his old bottle and pee in it so when the other one tried to drink it he would learn a lesson. Well he forgot he peed in it and he drank it and when he remembered he was so scared he thought he would die! He ran all over the house crying histerically telling everyone he would miss them so much!!!!!!!
I use to get funerals and parades mixed up....it was weird.
I used to believe that when a child died they would go to heaven and were allowed to drive around little child cars. And adults weren't allowed to drive them, so I always wanted to die as a child.
I used to believe that it was possible to die from hiccups :]
I used to believe if I looked at a cemetary the dead people would hunt me down and kill me.When I accidently did look I would have major nightmares! This was because I didn't understand---after I went to my first full funeral the nightmares went away.
When I was a kid, I used to believe that if you walked on a grave, the dead would rise out of the ground and haunt you for the rest off your life. Ever since then, I have been afraid of dead bodies. Even now, even when I know that was a lie, I still have a fear of dead bodies.
My brother used to tell me that when you got very old you didnt die, you just blow up like a bomb! That is why old people moved so slowly,so they would'nt explode he said. this made me scared to stay at grandma's house for fear that her or grandpa could fall or something and blow us all to heaven and i would have to get new angel friends and stuff and go to church everyday. So every time i went to grandma's house i'd get as faraway from her as i could......
I used to believe that when you went to a funeral you had to cry in a can, and you had to cry until it was full. My dad made me believe this, i have no idea why.
When I was a child, I didn't know the difference between a graveyard and cemetary. Since they always called it a "cemetery" in the movies, and a "graveyard" in real life, I thought that cemeteries were where famous people were buried, and graveyards were for normal people. I even had an argument with my friend about it when I was 10!
When I was a bit younger i believed that when people die, they get reborn... but everything they had in the last life is different then the new life... weird i know!
I used to think that 'poisonous' meant something that would KILL you if you ate it. I used to like chewing pencils, but one day my teacher told us not to chew them because the paint is poisonous. I was afraid to tell the teacher that I'd been chewing the pencil in case I got in trouble, but at the same time I was absolutely convinced that I was about to die. I said I felt sick and got the nurse to send me home, so I could die with my mummy...
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