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You know how parents tell their kids that their pets went to live on a nice farm when they have to be put down? Well, when my family and I moved into an apartment complex when I was seven, we sent our dog Muffy to live on my uncle's farm. I never understood why everyone looked so sad when I told them this until recently
I remember when I was seven, my aunt's dog got put down one day and I realised that she was going to sleep forever and she was dead. Because I knew that bodies were buried and their souls went to heaven, I thought your soul was your head and your body went with it from the grave, which was what I was confused about. "Where's Jazzy's body?" I asked.
"In the garage" replied my aunt. They were waiting to bury her in the garden
"But where's her head then?"
when I was child I used to belive that the deads appears in the nigth when the lights turn off. I grew up thinking that was real.
When I saw Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, I became convinced it was possible to die by loosing the will to live. This was pretty vague though, so one day when I accidentally let go of a balloon I was holding, I thought I was going to loose the will to live.
My cousin convinced me that if you had a headache for an hour or more that you would die.
I used to believe that people were buried in "grates".
I used to believe that just touching bug-killing poison would result in you dying in an hour. I once was at my village, and I accidentally touched a plant which was all sprinkled in said poison. I spent a lot of time worrying that I was going to die at any moment - I didn't know how much time an hour was!
I thought that when you died, you had 2 weeks to be dead then you would magically wake up again, but as a baby
I used to believe my parents would die if I didn't say "I love you" to them every time I left the house or went to bed. It was an odd belief and I held it until I was about twelve. I don't know if it I believed it was just that I would regret not having "I love you" be my last words to them or whether I actually believed that they would die if I didn't, but it was an odd view nonetheless.
I used to think they did an autopsy every time someone died regardless of how they actually died.