when i was little i used to believe to die i had to twirl around and kiss my toes at the same time.. so one day i was really sad because my favorite fish died and i wanted to die .. so there i was twirling around on my front lawn with my butt up in the air trying to kiss my toes at the same time crying "GOD PLEASE TAKE ME FROM THIS HORRIBLE WORLD" and all my neighbours thought i was totally insane .. and the men with the white coats came and took me away and i just got out .. HOORAY FOR SANITY

Brianavieve

when i was ten i learnt the word "suicide" and up until the time i was twelve i thought it was pronounced "sewercide" and that when people killed themselves they would do it in the sewer to avoid possible rescue.

witch

My mother tells me that when I was young, I used to asked her often if:
"I was dead before I was born."

To this day, she has never reaaallly been able to answer the question. Can anybody?

gschmigel

At the split second you die, you actually get transported to a parallel universe where you witness your survival.

MDC

I used to hold my breath every time a stranger passed me on the streets because I thought that if they had cancer and I breathed in their air, I would get cancer too...and I would hold my breath as long as I could in old people's houses, because I thought the weird smell was death, and I would breath it in and die sooner.

Kyla

i use to believe that if u went to a cemetery and stole the dead ppls flowers they would come out of the ground and kill you.

Jackie

My parents once told me that people went to heaven when they died. For years I believed that their body went up to heaven after the funeral and the family buried the box they had been in. Don't know how the body got up there, though...

Anon

when i was a kid, my dad told me if i stepped on a needle, it would go through my veins and pop my heart. i believed it till i was an adult!

Anon

When I was 7,I had a peculiar fear of Helen Keller.I was always afraid to sleep at night because I was afraid that she would get a knife and cut my head off.

kitkat bar

When I was younger, I asked my dad when people died. He told me that you died when you were one-hundred years old and that you would be reborn from the womb again. I started crying because I didn't want to go in the womb again for some strange reason, but that's another story.

I seemed to then be under the idea that when you turned one-hundred you died the night of your birthday. I thought that you'd have a huge party with your friends and family and then you'd die in your sleep.

Sophie

When I was 3 I believeed you can only die on your brithday.

Samuel

I used to believe that a person could die within a day if they swallowed ink from a pen. One day, I thought I was a goner when, while biting the end of an ink pen stick, the ink spilled into my mouth and covered my tongue, teeth and gums. I ran into the kitchen screaming, "HELP ME, MOMMY!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!" while crying the biggest tears ever. She was shocked at first because everything in my mouth was blue, but she quickly acted and started rinsing my mouth. Later that day, I noticed her talking to my father and they both were laughing. It wasn't until years later that I learned they had been laughing about me and the ink.

Flameminx

Up until the age of seven, when I saw any animal or human dying, I always thought they were REALLY dying. My dad loved to watch shoot 'em up movies, and sometimes I would walk in when someone was getting shot. I used to believe this was the way the people executed the prisoners. Honest!

Quackers

i used to believe that when you die your body would morph into another person and that is how people were made i didnt realise about how women give birth until i was 7!!! my friend told me that you didnt get to choose who you morphed into so i was worried that i would turn into an ugly, grumpy old man but excited because i thought i might turn into someone famous or a cartoon character!

melisa=k

I used to believe that dead people at their funeral had their legs chopped off because they were covered with the casket.

Krysta

i was raised on tom waits music and whereas most people believed that it was bad luck to not hold one's breath passing a graveyard i always whistled.

funny, but not really

When i was little, i used to think that after they buried the deceased, Jesus would visit them in their casket and the deceased had to win a fight with Jesus or else they wouldn't got to heaven. If they lost, they have to stay in their casket forever and someone would fill the casket with toothpaste. i don't know why, but i still imagine the fights and think of toothpaste whenever i go to the cemetery...

Anon

when i was really little(about 2-3), and my family and i would ride in a car with the windows open, i used to be pertrified that i would fly out the window, so i used to hold tightly onto anything i can grab. i was ssssoooooo scared.

Egreatness

I used to believe that your shoelaces could get caught in an escalator and you would get horrifically mauled as you got dragged into the tiny space between the floor and the stair.

Anon

I used to believe that those vases that they put on grave stones sometimes were a sort of window to were you could see the persons face.

Catie