death

I used to believe…

When i was younger (2 or 3) i had a fish called FiFi, he was my first pet and eventually we got him a brother who angrily took a bite out of FiFi! I was very angry and was so upset if i had a younger brother he would do the same to me! Anyway FiFi died from his horrific injury but being so naive my mum told me a man had taken him away whilst we were on holiday and that he was in the caribbean i only found out JUST THIS MINUTE that this story was infact untrue!

R.I.P FiFi

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i used to thin u dont die

I used to believe…

When I was 6, I used to believe that each time we saw a character dying in a movie, the actor representing him was proudly giving his real life for the sake of the movie.

I used to believe…

When I was in grade school, and first began reading some articles in our city's newspaper, I sometimes read about someone's body being found. After my mother explained that this meant the person was dead, I assumed it also meant that these dead people were often decapitated, since I pictured that these articles refered to finding dead people's bodies only -- as opposed to a body with a head.

I used to believe…

when i was young and i heard people talking about dying and 'euthanasia' on the news, i thought that they were saying 'youth in asia' and that the government was making plans to go and kill all of the children in africa!

I used to believe…

When I was little, My grandmother ,God rest her soul told me too always cross my fingers when i saw a Hearse to cross my fingers or someone in your family would be next..
Now i catch myself still doing it till this day and I'm 30 years old now.. That was a little mean don't you think

i used to believe that humans would never die...but sadly we do:(

I used to believe…

My grandfather had been a gardener all his life and after he retired he taught me a great deal about gardening; tomatoe seed goes in, tomatoe plant comes out. Rose seeds go in, rose bushes come out. I thought it was a miracle.
He died when I was 8 and when they buried him I was mortally afraid that in a few months time, there would be a 'gradfather tree' on the cemetary, with copies of grandpa on the braches.

I used to believe…

When I was little I thought that when people died they flew up to heaven and sat on the clouds and looked down at us.
but now I don't believe in it.

I was four years old when an elderly auntie, visiting from England, had a heart attack and died on our bathroom floor.

After the paramedics took her, I was afraid to go into the bathroom for the rest of the day, and I told my mother I didn't want to see the blood on the floor. I think the only experience I had with seeing dead things was roadkill, gutted fish, etc. and I assumed death had to be bloody.

I used to believe…

When I was in kindergarten, I had a friend named Acadia, who had really strong beliefs about god. One day she came up to me and said "have you been good all your life?" and I responded yes, so she said "see you in heaven!" and then high fived me. For the rest of that day, all I could think about was her dieing that night and how she would be up there waiting for me. I was sad because i knew I would keep her waiting for another 100 years or so.

I used to believe…

when i was little my fish died and i saw my father flush it down the toilet.my older neighbor said it was going to come up from the toilet and bite my butt.i was terrified and tried to go pee in the sink.my mother saw me and told me it wasnt true.i was still scared i didnt use the bathroom for like two days.=]

I used to believe…

Well. when i was 4 or 5, me and my mom were driving down the northway and i saw a cemetary that seemed as though it was in someones backyard. So i was thinking that if you really wanted to, you could bury your family in your backyard if you wanted to. So when i came to this revelation, i told my mom " So wait, if these people can bury their family in their backyard, can i bury you in the backyard?" and she was astonished by this question. So then i just continued what i was saying "Well then, if im gonna bury you in our backyard, i'd better start digging!" and she wont let me live it down to this day.

I used to believe…

when i was about 3 or 4 we where in the car and i told my mom that i thought when people died they turned into cars and thats how come there where so many cars. She said no and she said they got locked up in jail wih oher dead people. then that same day we pasted a cemitary and it had a sign saying where the dead go....... ( i was a good reader)

I used to believe…

We live near some TV and radio towers that blink red. When it is foggy they cannot be seen. I usually only notice them at night, this I always thought they were ladders that were lit up so people who died would find the ladder to climb to heaven. When I asked my mom why God choose red for the ladder instead of blue, she was mystified about how I came up with the whole idea. Recently, she passed away so now when I pass the towers while driving at night, I think of her.

I used to believe…

When i was little, i used to think that after they buried the deceased, Jesus would visit them in their casket and the deceased had to win a fight with Jesus or else they wouldn't got to heaven. If they lost, they have to stay in their casket forever and someone would fill the casket with toothpaste. i don't know why, but i still imagine the fights and think of toothpaste whenever i go to the cemetery...