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.
A childhood belief about afterlife
others believed things like this
- I thought buffalo wings were wings from a buffalo, for years I looked for their wingsAnon
- I used to believe that if you ate enough chicken wings, you'd sprout wings and be able to fly.Anon
- I used to believe toys came alive at night.
Because I love toys, and I hoped be good friend with my toys.Anon - i used 2 think ostriches didnt have wings— venti
- Until I was about 6, I used to believe that flys were raisins with wings.Anon
- i used to believe if a cat ate a bird the cat would eventually GROW WINGS!— nightmare