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I thought that once you'd die you'd go to heaven if you were good and hell if you were bad, of course, but I thought that if you were an awesomely good person God would let you come back as and animal and help people(discreetly). So I thought my cat was a person brought back to life since she was such a good cat.
I used to think that if people had been bad before they died they would be reincarnated as an ant, and if you had been good you would be reincarnated as a lion/tiger
When I learned in church about limbo, I thought that all the angles had to limbo all day long, and if they were bad at it, they went to Hell.
When I was really little, (about 3 or 4) my great-grandmother died and I had to attend the funeral. After everyone met at a family member's house I had never visited before, I got to ride in a limosine to the funeral home. I'm a Christian, and I was taught (and still believe) when you die, you go to heaven. There was an older girl sitting next to me (probably a second cousin or something) and I was tired and wanted to take a nap in the limo, and I just told her, "Wake me up when we get to heaven!" I thought the funeral home was heaven. I went through the whole funeral and banquet afterwards thinking I was in heaven. Fortunantly, my mom corrected me not much longer after.
When i was little i was blowing bubbles outside and then thought to myself 'oh my god im probably disturbing everyone in heaven with these bubbles!!' (cuz they always went up into the sky) so i never blew bubbles again.
i used to think that when your people said your soul would go to heaven after you died that your soul was actually a body part and i would imagine all these bone type body parts sitting in the sky...jeez lmao...so random.
When I was about 7 or 8, I believed heaven was up in the clouds (the ones with bright sunlight behind) and when visible rays shot down God was taking someone into heaven. I would always wonder who he was taking up when i saw them.
When I was about 7, I believed that this big hill beside the hospital in my town was heaven. It was so big to me back then, so I thought that this was the only place heaven could possibly be. I would say hello to God and Jesus every time we drove by.
when I was younger, I believed that when you died, you stood next to God and He would look through a ViewMaster that had scenes from your life. On that he would decide if you got into heaven.
I used to think that heaven looked like Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory with lollipops growing up from the ground.
my mom used to tell me that before she was born she was a dog that used to belong to my dad.Now I don't believe
her!
i used to believe that Purgatory was a huge spiral staircase between heaven and hell, and you had to kneel and say a prayer on each and every step until you finally reached heaven...I remember wondering if they provided knee pads.
i used to think heaven was a gas station.
when I was about 4 i was out walking with my mother and kept staring at the clouds in the sky.
She asked me what I was looking at, to which i replied "god's up there somewhere picking the flesh off the dead bodies..."
I was such a sweet child..
Having been taught that every earthly deed,good or bad, was recorded in a book by God, I was concerned for the angel who sat writing them in by pencil day after day. When computers became a fact of life my vision of the Book of Life changed dramatically and I knew that Gods computer was far superior to my one.
When I was little, my family was relatively religious, so when I was caught lying I was told that I would "go to hell" for it. Afterwards I was always sent to my room. I started to believe that "hell" was just a clever "grownup" nickname for your room or another "time out" spot..seeings how thats where I always had to go for lying. I carried this belief up until kidnergarten when my teacher told the class about a time she misbehaved as a little girl and I told her "she need to go to hell for that one"!!
When I was about 7 y.o. I used to think that I was not really alive but I had died and my life was just a video in real play to show God what I had done with my life.
My grandfather died and to explain it to me my mother told me he was living with Jesus. So one day she called a relative, and one of their grandkids answered the phone. My mother asked "Can I speak to Grandpa?" I had this stunned face and asked my mother... "You're calling Jesus?!"
Up until last year (2004, I'm now 22) I was absolutely convinced I was going to Hell.
You see, I was raised Catholic (now Lutheran, long story not for this site,) and when I had my First Holy Communion, I went to the altar in a group of five kids. The nun with us asked all of us if when we recieved and closed our eyes "Did you see the light of God for a second?"
Everyone siad they did. I hadn't, and connected this with having commited a sin between the confession they had us go the week before Communion, and therefore not having a "clean" soul. I was absoulutely terrified to say I didn't see it, so I lied and said I did, thus compounding the sin.
Of course, I was terrified to tell the priest at my next confession, thinking he'd scream "Oh, My God!" and throw me out of the church, thus the sin kept getting bigger.
A few years later, I was discussing the afterlife with my stepmother, and told her sadly..."I know where I'm going..." Then explained why. It took her five full minutes to stop laughing, and then she explained exactly why that was a load of hooey, and told me there were probably four other really scared kids that thought the same thing! I wonder if any of them posted to this site?
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When I was a kid, I thought Jerusalem, Bethlehem etc were all suburbs of Heaven. I was absolutely flabbergasted when I found out they were real places on Earth that you could go visit...
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