A childhood belief about afterlife

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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