When I was child I used to believe that the person who died in a movie , died in real life
When I was a child, I used to believe that people really died in movies.
I owned three fish when I was seven, but two of them died before the third one.
I still put enough fish food in for three, though, because I thought the food would float up to Heaven to feed the dead ones.
This one sounds a bit grim, but is still funny: I used to believe that when someone died in a hospital, the coffin was kept under the floor or behind the wall, so when the life support machine went off and they died, the body would go through the machine and into the coffin, ready for the funeral.
I used to think gravy was made in graveyards.
This one is a bit obscure, but my dad once told me that humans can be put down in Sweden, like with animals at the vets, and although he was obviously joking, Sweden is still a high rate suicide country, so that must be why he thought of it. Still funny that I believed it anyway.
I always thought that being buried in a cemetery or graveyard meant the undertakers would take the body out of the coffin and was relieved to find out the opposite at my grandpa's funeral. That would be so creepy.
I used to belive that if you held your breath past a cemetary you would live longer
That the dead were sleeping 💤 and that once I went to the funeral I saw/seen them taking a very long nap I was crying 😭 once they were not really sleeping cuz the never wake up
I hold my breath every time I pass a graveyard because it’s rude to breath in the presence of the dead when they can’t breath.