My mom used to tell me that in heaven you just have to snap your fingers and you would get whatever you wanted. Well at the time my favorite food was marshmallows, and to this day whenever i think about death or heaven, i picture a Marshmallow Land, with marshmallow floors and seats and to eat.

Ryn

When I was little I used to believe that the Sunrays that touched the ground was God bringing someone up to Heaven from the grave.

Kristen

When I was little, I thought Heaven was a serene peaceful place that was all white with soft light and a white fog covered the ground. There were people in white robes lying on the ground here and there but they would get up and step over each other to go to the bathroom.

mommy0203

I used to believe that everyone had an invisible thread attached to the middle of their backs that came from a large ball of string that was kept in heaven. For some reason knowing this meant that whever I walked around anything - a building or a car or a room - I always walked back the opposite direction so that my string wouldnt snag on anything. It was only a small step from this to imagine that, when we died, Jesus would hold both ends of our string and, if it all pulled free without catching on anything, we would have earned ourselves a special place in heaven. Thankfully I now know this not to be strictly true.

Tom Blson

when i was little, i used to think that the clouds were heaven. one day i told my mom that i hope there are clouds in the sky when i die. she said why do you say that? i said so i don't have to go to hell. she laughed and explained it to me. we didn't go to church much and i thought that if there were clouds you go to heaven and if not you go to hell.

michelle

i used to believe that in your next next life depending on how good you were you came back as an animal an the gooder u were the better the animal

georgina

Growing up in church, I heard lots of details regarding heaven. I used to imagine that once getting there, Jesus was seated at a HUGE picnic table (with the red & white checkered table cloth and everything). In front of him was the largest platter of vanilla & chocolate sandwich cookies (you know, the kind with the white creme in the middle) which were my favorite at the time. Also in attendance was all my deceased relatives, and Elvis, dressed in gold lame' jumpsuit, sunglasses and guitar playing for us all. I was probably 5 or 6 at the time.

Pennie

when I was 5 or 6 I remember my mom explaining Heaven as a place "in the sky" where a person's soul goes when he /she dies. I spent a lot of time checking out clouds, I always imagined them as being some sort of transport system for all the dead souls.
I truly thought I saw people at the edges of the clouds as if waiting to get to someplace-heaven perhaps? hmmm maybe I have the shining...

robin

I used to believe that the rays that shone through the clouds from the sun were "escalators" that beamed down from heaven to take people up who had died. To this day when I see them I still think that. That heaven is "beaming" people up.

Erin

There was a concrete bottom to the sandbox at my elementary school. I believed Hell was just underneath.

ilikecows13

When I was a little boy I used to believe that heaven was like a huge retirement center, with ping pong, dance classes, and bad cafeteria food. When I went on a plane ride I was saddened when I didn't see anything.

Josh

I used to believe that when I died God would grant me one wish...and I was going to ask him to go all the different places in the universe.

Jessica

I surprised my Mam once when I was about 4 by explaining to her in all seriousness:

"When they die, very good people go to Heaven, and very bad people go to Hull."

This only makes sense if you live in the UK, though. ;o)

Rachel Nunson

When I saw those sunbeams that sometimes come from clouds, I used to think that it was Jesus coming back to take all the Christians up to heaven.

Bethany

I remember when I was young that I believed people ascended to Heaven in a bucket and also that Heaven resided at the top of a tall hill that was located behind my grandma's house....

Monkey Steve