I was told that whenever you go past a cemetry you have to hold your breath otherwise you'll breathe in the spirit of a dead person and you'll die.
To this day i still unconciously hold my breath!
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When I was about 7, my brother told me that if you write the name of a dead person in red, their ghosts will come and haunt you. Till today, I'm still afraid of writing the name of a dead person inred.
I used to believe that deer on the side of the road were really just taking naps, but really they were victims of car accidents...
This is what my parents told me to shield me from the sadness of death and this is what I told my daughter.
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when i was little i belived that people who got killed in horror movies were real people that just wanted to die.
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I used to believe that the instant you died your name automatically appeared in the bible, so when my Grandma died I asked if she was in the bible.
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when i was about 4 i seriously thought that after you were buried i thought these huge tubes were connected to the casksets and would either suck you up or down considering how you behaved when you were alive. although thats what i believed i was always confused as to why i never saw any of these tubes..i guess i figured it happened at night when no one saw.
I thought dead ment you would be buried 500 feet under the sand, I didn't know it meant you weren't alive.
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When I was about 8 years old my beloved ginger tom cat Stanley died, so I wrote him a letter telling him how much I missed him and loved him.
I tore up the letter and put it in an envelope on which I wrote a message to my postman asking him to burn it.
I thought that if the letter was destroyed then it would go to heaven and god would read it to my cat.
I found out years later that my dad had found the envelope on the front step and taped it back together again and has kept it in his bedside table ever since.
I had a dog from the time that I was born to age 5 and one day my mom came home from bringing him to the vet and when my dad asked what was wrong she told him that they put him to sleep without even asking her. I didn't understand this and remember thinking - what's the big deal? So they made him take a nap, no one ever asks me if I want to take a nap before the shut me in my room. It wasn't until I realized that he had been sleeping for about a week and mom wasn't going to the vet to wake him up. I finally asked what happened. And my dad explained what the doggy doctor did because he had been so old. You can only imagine how I felt when my old memae went to the doctors that week. I was so afraid she wouldn't come back.
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I used to believe that when you died, you just layed in your coffin forever, and I was scared because I thought I would be bored.
I was always told that people go to heaven when they die. I thought that when they died, their bodies physically floated all the way up to heaven. I remember hoping that no one ever died in a car because then there would be a big hole in the roof of the car after they went to heaven.
i used to believe that if you were present at the moment something died, you could see its spirit exiting the body and going up to heaven like on the cartoons...
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When I was younger, my mum was watching Oprah, and Oprah was doing a show on conjoined twins. I decided that when one twin died, the other would drag around a dead twin on herself until she died many years later.
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When I was 7,I had a peculiar fear of Helen Keller.I was always afraid to sleep at night because I was afraid that she would get a knife and cut my head off.
I used to believe that when someone died their head fell off, even if they'd did of say, a heart attack. I think this came from how a dead person if always referred to as a body, as in "they're going to cremate the body". It just seemed natura to assume that they either did something else with the head or that it fell of.
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I used to believe that when you grew up you went off to war. (this was in the early 60's) and died. I saw alot of the vietnam war on the news.
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When I was about 4 or so, I didn't really understand death. (But what 4 year old does?) I knew that the person went to heaven, but that was about it. I thought their body would just one day disapear and they would be in heaven. Well, one day, my mom had to go in early to work. (My mom was always around in the morning when I woke up.) When I got up, I went into my parents bedroom to see (to my horror) my mom's side empty. I fell on the floor and started crying so loud I woke up my dad. I was screaming "mommy's gone! mommy's gone!" but then my dad picked me up and said "it's ok, remember, she went to work early today." then i wiped my tears and said "...she did?" and my dad said "yep." and I was just so grateful that my mom wasn't dead.
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When I first learned about the concept of death, I also learned that a common cause of death is old age. I thought "I'm getting older... oh my god - I'm gonna die soon!" I was so scared until I relised that I had alot more time to go before I would die of old age.
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When i went to a funeral only a bit of the coffin was open so i thought when u died you turned into a migit.
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When I was a kid my brother was always naughty and misbehaving. One day he got me so upset that I secretly wished he would die (I had a short temper when I was young). The next day he died in an accidental fire at home when I was in school. I have never been able to completely forgive myself as I thought my wish had come true. Even though today I know it wasn't my fault I still have issues with it.