When i was a kid I used to believe that smoke was dead souls floating around

Nick aged 8

When I was little, my grandpa had a heart attack while in the bathroom. For a long time, I wouldn't go to that bathroom because I thought my grandpa was lying dead on the floor.

Anon

when i was yunger i thought that if you ate vegtables you will die because my friend died (because of a heartattack) one hour after she ate vegtables

ggnm

I used to believe that everyone lived for exactly 100 years, and that as soon as you blew out the candles on your 100th birthday cake you would die, surrounded by your family.

John

I used to believe that when you grew up you went off to war. (this was in the early 60's) and died. I saw alot of the vietnam war on the news.

Joe

when i was young my father laughed and told me that my grandfather died while he was sitting in a chair and farting - and he died because the smell.

i was 6 yo and i really bealived it..... :]

matan

Never point at a grave, if you do your finger will rot off.

KL.R

My little brother believed that cemetaries had streets in them so that the dead people would have a place to park their cars.

Jules

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!

Clueless Cemetery

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...

Amy

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.

erin

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!

Anon

I used to believe that when you died, your shoulder-blades split open and wings would ccome out, then you would fly up to heaven.

Ryan

I used to believe that people lived forever... I only found out that people died at the age of 3 when my brother told me... I got really scared and every time something happened such as an eye lash falling out i'd be really worried and ask my parents "mummy/daddy will i die?"

Hmm

When I will little I use to believe my mum would be around forever - she died when I was 13.

wn

I used to believe that my grandpa died while mowing the lawn. I imagined that as he walked across the lawn, the mower went out of control and flew backwards, severing his legs. I figured that he must've died from the loss of blood, and I felt bad that he had to die in such a cruel way.

Later I learned that he died of a heart attack in his home. I didn't believe my parents when they told me the truth of his death. Lawnmowers still frighten me; I'm afraid that they'll sever my legs, too.

Alli

As a child I always believed that if someone you loved died and you looked up at the stars, and you looked for the brightest one it would be the person you loved and they would always be looking after you. It gave me a sense of peace to think they were still around. I still find it reassuring to do this now.

I told my children the same thing when their grandfather died and it helped them, they only had to look and they could still see him.....unfortuately they now sit there pointing out the three gerbils, twenty something fish, their friends dogs, birds the cat has caught........!!!!!!!

Vikkie

I had a brother die when I was 10 years old, he was 14, and we were very close. I told him when he was sick that I would miss him if something happend to him, and he didn't come home from the hospital. He told me he would be up in the clouds forever, and that if I looked real hard I would see him, and that I could talk to him. I believed this for many years, even though I knew it wasn't possible. You know I still find myself looking up, and smiling . It just makes me feel good. I still think he's up there looking down on me, and helping me get through some though things.

Niessi

When I was very young I used to believe that if you got anything small and sharp stuck in you (eg a needle)it would get inside you, travel through your bloodstream straight to your heart and kill you. Why did I believe this? Because my mother told me. Someone had told her the same thing many years previously and she still believed it at the age of 35

maladjusted maggie

i used to believe that if you walked past a funeral parlour or a church when a funeral was going on, you had to hold your breath and cross your fingers or you would die with a red cross on your hand. The end.

shazza