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.)
A childhood belief about afterlife
others believed things like this
- The song called heart of glass mixed me up as a kid. I heard "Heart and ass". — oops
- I used to think that when people had heart attacks someone came and stabbed their heartAnon
- I used to think that if you eat pig heart, you could grow another heart and be twice as healthier. Anon
- I thought you always die if you A. get cancer or B. have a heart attack— Nate
- I used to believe an artichoke was an animal and we only ate its heart. — Laura
- I used to believe that only people that were in love had a heart.— Nikki