One day, on the way to a funeral, our car passed the cemetary where most of my family is buried. My mother quietly mentioned "That's where I want to be buried when I die." My 4-year-old brother looked shocked and started crying/screaming "You're going to die?! I don't want you to die." My mom then tried comforting him by saying, "Honey, everybody dies eventually." My little brother started screaming hysterically, "I'm going to die? We're all going to die?" Eventually, we all just decided that death is not to be discussed in the presence of my brother.
A childhood belief about people
others believed things like this
- while my son was crying one day, my little brother announced that "babies cry to let off moisture". ha!— i'm laughing WITH you
- i used to think that every family had a brother and sister and they married eachother when they got olderAnon
- My 18 year old brother thought the former vice president was named Al Gorbachov.— Jeff
- I used to think that mountains were actually buried dinosaurs.— Jena
- I used to believe that the hills were buried dinosaurs.— mellybug11
- I used to believe that people were buried in "grates".— Grate Job