death

I used to believe that I could pray for any animal that I cared for that passed away to go to heaven. I thought if I did this, one day, when I went to heaven, I'd have all of my animal friends there to meet me, but if I couldn't pray for too many because for each one, that took part of my place in heaven and if I prayed for to many, I'd never make it to heaven at all because I'd have given them all of my place there.

I used to believe that people really died in movies and on tv. I used to wonder why they would want to be on tv bad enough just to turn around and die!

i use to belive that when people died they became animals. when animals died they became people. so when my grampa died i found a kittion. and i thought he was my grampa so i called him gran.

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When I was little, my grandpa had a heart attack while in the bathroom. For a long time, I wouldn't go to that bathroom because I thought my grandpa was lying dead on the floor.

I use to believe that when people died, they really just turned invisible, and the casket ws just a memorial to burry in their place. I was wrong when I went to an open casket funeral.

I used to think that if you went into a cemetary late at night, ghosts would come up out of the graves and steal your soul and/or take control of your body so they could be alive again.

I used to believe…

Everyone died on their 100th birthday.

I was always told that the good die young, so then I always thought my grandparents must have been really bad at some point in their lives, cos they were really old when they died (they seemed pretty good to me)now I am getting older I couldn't possibly believe it!

I was five years old and I adored my oldest sister and believe whatever she said. She was putting nail polish on her nails when she told me to open my mouth and closes my eyes. I did and she put a drop of nail polish on my tongue. It tasted gross. To make matters worse she told me I was going to die because you can not swallow any nail polish because it takes one drop to kill you. I was so devestated until my mom told me I was not going to die because of one drop of nail polish.

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When I was 9 my cat called coco died of cancer. My parents told me that cancer was a angel that came and took her away because they wanted her in heaven because they liked he so much. then my next cat called honey got knocked down when she was 2. and my parents said to me that god killed her because he wanted her for his pet. So I went outside on to the street and yelled "SHES MY CAT NOT YOURS YOU DUMB GOD" i have been having bad luck ever since!!!

I used to believe that in movies, when somebody died, I thought they hated their life and just really WANTED to die. Boy, was I wrong!

i used to think when a human died it turned to a dog then squirl then lizard and every animal so every pet i had(ALOT) were all named frank or bob or lidia

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when i was young my father passed away. it didnt phase me and my sisters cause we were all so young, i guess when my older sister asked my mom where my dad went, my mom said upstairs, so one day i asked my older sister where he went and she said to me, "danielle, daddy died going upstairs" and i said, "wats died?" and she goes, "when you go upstairs and you never come back, it could happen to neone" seriously, till 2nd grade, i was petrified of walking upstairs, everytime i did i would hold on to the railing so tight and i would squeeze my eyes shut and i said to myself "dont died,u can do it, just one more step, dont died"

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When my niece was 3, she inexplicably became hysterical one day. My sister had just come home from the store and had bought my niece a package of new underwear and told her it was because she was "getting older and needed a bigger size". My niece burst into tears and ran up to her room. After we calmed her down, she told us that she had been trying very hard not to get older because it would make her mother die. Her father's mother had just passed away and our mother had died long before my niece was born and she thought that when children got older it made their mothers die so she had been trying to prevent it. What a sweetie!

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When I was around three or four, our cat Critter died. When I wondered where she had gone, my older sister told me that Critter was in a hole in the ground because she got too old.
That left me with the image of my cat underground with a long grey beard.

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When I was very young I used to love the smell of petrol (gasoline), and one day my sister told me one of her friend's brothers liked the smell so much that he drank some. This, in turn, caused him to die - it put me off petrol for a while. To this day I still don't know whether it's true or not.