I used to think that heaven was something of a Chuckie Cheese's, and you started out with 1 million tokens, and for each sin you commited, you lost a token, and each good thing, you gained one.

lily

I used to belive that when you died, before you could go wherever it was you were going to, you had to read a huge book listing all the wrong things you ever did.

Anon

I used to think (and kind of still do) that when you die, you fly up an elevator to Heaven (floor 100) and you would be led to a room with computers. There you could scroll down until you found the form of life you liked. Then you would be that, and start over. (You couldn't be a thing more than once) And when you have been everything, you grow wings and go to either Heaven or Hell, where you meet eternal happiness (I have pictured people sitting on chairs perched on clouds reading newspapers and drinking coffee) or torture (bowling with your head)

Molly

i used to belive life had already happened... i was just watching my judgement

jmsiona

When I was little, I always thought that God kept a type of scoreboard for each person on Earth. The way the scoreboard worked was that everytime you did a good deed, you would get a point for Heaven [extra extra good things gave you two points, three points max.] If you did something bad or unChristian, you would get a point towards Hell. Now, it doesnt seem that weird at this point, but this is where i dont know where my mind was. This is when the second you die, an exact replica of Jesus except super math smart adds together all your points for Heaven & Hell. Whichever side has more points is where u go. And if you died for another person (i.e. dying in a war) then you would automatically go to Heaven unless you were fighting for the bad guys.

Anon

I used to think that people's souls became angels after they died, because so many people said such things like "I guess God needed another angel" at funerals and such. It wasn't until I was a teen and I studied theology myself that I found that angels are a totally seperate type of being, and that human souls remain human. It was a shock when I realized just how many people are ignorant of their own religion.

As I became an adult, I started to doubt the existence of both angels and souls, so I guess spirituality is another childhood belief I grew out of.

God hangs out with Santa and the Tooth Fairy now.

I used to think that if I told even one little whhite lie, I would go straight to hell.

Debbie

I used to think you could drive to heaven to visit your friends and relatives who had died before....

wombat

I used to believe that everything you said in your lifetime was recorded in heaven and used against you at the Pearly Gates.

Carrie

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

ilikecows13

whenever i got yelled at for doing something i hadn't done, and my parents didn't believe me, i thought they would be sorry when they got to heaven and found out the truth. i thought you would review your entire life in some form before going on your way. i think some teacher planted that idea in my brain.

Anon

I used to believe that if I stomped too hard on the ground, I could go through because hell was held up by a wood frame under the dirt.

Anon

I used to believe that when you died, your soul went back to Bible times and you meet Jesus.

Anon

I believed that heaven was pretty straight-forward: Everyone got wings and everyone could do and have everything they wanted.

Naturally, I hoped to die young because I'd be able to really enjoy my wings and free stuff. I figured if I didn't die until I was old, I'd be too slow and tired to do a lot of flying, and I'd end up with boring adult stuff rather than mountins of toys.

Kelsey

I wasn't raised in a relgious household, so I only had vauge conceptions of heaven and hell. I thought that Heaven and Hell were right next to each other in the clouds.

Forty-Two

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.

Meg

I used to believe that your soul was a millimeter thick, right under your skin, and looked exactly like you

Anon

When I was in 3rd grade, this rather unpleasant girl in my class told me that once in a while, when an evil person died and was supposed to go to hell, their spirit went to heaven by mistake. Good spirits sometimes ended up in hell as well and the devil would not send you back. I was traumatized, because my dog had recently died and I was panic-stricken with the thought that he might be in hell. Thank God I confided this to my mother as soon as I did, who quickly reassured me by saying hell and the devil don't even exist and that evil people just sleep when they die. Six years later, I still really dislike that girl for what she did to me.

miscarriages of justice in the afterlife

When i was younger, i imagened when you died you would take some of your favorite toys, and live in a mini playhouse in a big church. hey, it sounded good to me!

Anon

When I was little,I used to believe that when a person died,If they were good,they'd get wings and,if they were bad,they'd grow horns

angela