death

I used to believe that dead people weren't put in coffins, they were just buried in the ground and at night the cemertry would be full of dead floating people scaring us away.
I used to hate going there in the daytime and at night!

I used to believe…

When I was young I was told that my dad's friend Peter had died, and then a few days later someone brought over a baby called Peter, concequently this led me to believe that when someone died they turned back into a baby.

I used to beleive that to die you had eat a bag of KFC chicken wings and grab a fishes tail!! Put me off KFC for life!!

I used to believe…

when i was little i was convinced i had an explanation to why nobody was ever actually dead and that no one died! i think it had to do with the fact the body was still there and didnt just disappear therefore they were still alive. if only i could remember my theory who knows i may have held the mystery of death and the afterlife in my hands and just thrown it away! (there again it could also have been the fact i was about 5 and my nan had died 2 years before and i was still trying to cope with that!!)

I used to believe…

When I was just a little girl and I didnt have siblings yet, I had to play by myself alot of the time. To this day I still wonder why I even played this, but I would pretend that I was dead. And everytime I would die, i would lay down, legs and arms sprawled out, w/ my tounge out. I dont know why, but when I was a little kid, I thought that when you died, your tounge was out. Later I learned that this wasnt the truth and i felt totally stupid!

I used to believe…

When i was little, i used to believe that when you die, you go to gad and tell him what you wnat to be, i thought my grandad was a tree!! I aleways wanted to be a butterfly.

I used to believe…

one day when i was quite young i was helping my mum set up a party for work, you know, decorations, balloons etc. i tried blowing a balloon up, and because you have to stretch them to make it easier, i couldnt do it, so my mum blew it up half way for me. but me being me wanted to do it all myself now, so i let the air out.
"well that was a waste of breath" she said, but i took it literally and thought we only had a certain amount of air to breath and we'd all eventually die when it ran out because of people who wasted it on whistles and sneezing etc.
weird eh?

I used to believe…

if a bell dosen't ring when you try ringing it you will die and to this day i have never rang a bell.

I used to believe that when people got killed in a movie, they really died...SO I thought that when movie makers wanted to find people who were going to die in their movie...they'd go around on the streets, stopping people and asking them, "do you want to die?"

Not only did I think that, but I when I thought of it, I thought I was the smartest kid in the world...and went around asking my friends, "do you know where they find these people who die in movies?!...well APPARENTLY..."

I used to hold my breathe whenever I passed a graveyard because I thought if I didn't the evil spirits would come in my body while i inhaled and steal my soul, killing me,. I did this until the age of 12 when a friend asked why.

I used to believe…

My grandmother, sane to this day, 90 years old and counting, told me as a child that my hand would wag above my grave if I hit my mother. To the best of my knowledge, I never in my life hit my mother anyway - before or after my grans advice.However, it made me terrified to pass a cemetery, ( I had to look the other way) in case of skeletal greetings!

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When i was younger, if i ever heard someone talk about euthanasia, i thought they were saying youth in asia. I often wondered what it was that boys were doing in asia that got mentioned on the news a lot!

i used to believe everybody died once they turned 100

I used to think that when people died and went to heaven they met up with everybody else who had ever died, thus i believed that my late grandad was friends with dead celebrities such as john lennon and tommy cooper, and i figured my grandad had a sort of claim-to-fame because of this.

I used to believe…

When I was young, I used to watch a lot of action movies. I loved them but the thing was, I didn't know they were acting! Everytime someone would be shot, stabbed, or killed, I would feel sorry and it would be really sad. Obviously I thought I was perfectly right so I never brought it up. Until one day I saw a movie that had the same person die as the movie i had seen 2 weeks before. Finally, I asked my parents and they were so shocked because I've been watching all those movies and always thought they were real. The embarassment was so bad but it's still better than finding out the truth today, when I'm 22.

I used to believe…

When my grandfather died, my father was trying to comfort my young brother by conveying to him in simple terms the idea of an eternal soul.
So he explained "It is only his body that has died."
For the following months, my poor brother believed in all seriousness that somewhere, our grandfather's disembodied head lived on.