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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 believe that when you died you would go up to heaven,talk to God,and choose what you'd like to be in your next life.But if you did something
wrong,you would get turned into a slug.don't ask why i thought this,i just had that kind of imagination!
I'm an athiest, but when I was a kid this is what I used to believe. I was about six and I had a cat named Rosie, and my school bus ran her over. I thought heaven was a place in the stars where there are hotels made out of clouds. I'd used to think there was a cat hotel and Rosie was in room 715.
I used to believe that heaven was the local church hall with rows of dead budgies on the floor covered with little white blankets. Now I know it's guinness and chocolate cake.
i beleived when i was a child, that heaven was the largest cloud in the sky, and all the little clouds were the angels floating towards heaven.
A baby-sitter once told me that "if your heart is good, you go to heaven; but if your heart is bad, you go to 'the dungeons of hell.'" I cried, because I thought this meant that your heart had its own character, and if it wasn't the same as yours, tough (or good) luck. (She assured me that my heart was good.)
When I was at my grandparents one day as a child, my grandmother was watching "It's A Wonderful Life" and I had heard that everytime a bell rings an angel gets its wings. My grandmother had a collection figurines and bells so I grabbed a bell in each hand and shook the bells over and over for minutes until my grandmother finally asked me to stop. But in my head I pictured an endless line of angels waiting and I wanted all of them to get their wings so i just kept ringing.
when i waz little i thot (this was brought on by my mom) that u could just pray for what u wanted to play with in heaven after you died. i was about 4 at the time and prayed that barbies and t.y.s would be waiting on me as soon as i died. i couldnt wait!
When I was about 3-5 I thought that I was unlucky not being a tree or a washing machine because these were inmortal
When I was little, I heard people mention asking God a question after they died and decided I had alot of questions, and worried incessantly about forgetting them when I woke up. Thus I determined I wanted to be buried with a piece of paper with my questions written on it. Then I just worried about forgetting about the paper, but figured with all eternity to go through, I'd eventually stick my hand in my pocket and wonder what it was.
I thought that if you wore the colour red, you would go yo hell.
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.
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.
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.
I used to believe that if I could find a ladder long enough, I could climb up to the sky, look through the holes there (the stars) and see heaven on the other side.
I use to believe that if I baptised kittens they would go to cat heaven.
I used to believe if you let go of a balloon outside that it would float up to heaven for the children waiting to be born.
When i was little, my parents would tell me to be good because my uncle was in Heaven with Jesus and they could see everything I did. So, I would always grab a towel and cover up with it whenever I would go to the bathroom or change so that they couldn't see me naked.
When I was little a thought that if you believed in god the first easter after death, you would come be reserected.
When I was little I used to believe that the rays of sunlight coming between the clouds were how people got to heaven. The ray would rech their grave and thier spirit would float up to heaven.
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