death

I used to believe…

When I was little, my father once told me that while driving past a cemetary that you had to hold your breath or the spirits will be sucked into your lungs and you would be cursed with whatever that spirit had left over to complete in their lives.

I used to believe that everyone died when they became 100 years old, so everyone would be really scared the day before their 100th birthday because they knew they were going to die the next day.

I saw 'gorillas in the mist' when i was just little, at then end when the lady dies it says something about it being a true story, i thought that the main actress had worn the real persons skin and pretended to be her, but i was confused because how could they be allowed to kill her again??

i used to believe that when you thought of dying someond died

it doesn't seem like a good belief but once i thought of it while around a friend once and he dropped dead..........................................i never recovered ........

I used to believe…

When I was about 10 I was told by two girls who were babysitting me as we walked though a cemetary that if I walked on a grave a chickenman would jump out of it and peck me to death. i totally belived it too and had nightmares.

I used to beleive that the grease spots on our driveway directly under my bedroom window, were the squished remains of the previous tenants children, who had leaned over and fallen out of the window.

I used to believe…

when i was 8 i used to think that people who died turned into somthing else like santa or the easter bunny (i knew about God i just thought they would work for him)and if u died at the right time u got a good job like santa but if u dident u wound up as cupid!(i dident realize how many people die every day i thought there were only like 20 per year)my great grandfather died in november ok well when christamas time arrived my dad decided to dress up as santa for our family christmas party and when he came inside i was soo ecxited becuase here was grandpa! and i ran over and hugged him and precceded to call him gandpa and tell him i was so haapy to see him all night my parents let it go and explained it to me the next day!

I used to believe…

When my son was four a very loved neighbor passed away. I sat David down on the porch to tell him about Grampa Bob. I looked into his little face and told him but he did not understand. So I asked him if he remembered when his goldfish died? He got this terrible look on his face and asked me how Grampa Bob would fit down the toilet!

I used to believe…

When I was 4 my sister told me that if, when passing a cemetary, you breath in the air, the dead people will come back alive as ghosts or zombies and try to kill me for breathing around them. Up until I was 12 did I hold my breath around cemetaries, even though I knew it wasn't true when I was 11, just to be sure.

I used to believe…

My dad told me that when people died they were on top of the clouds or they were stars.

I used to believe…

For one reason or another, my sister used to believe that whenever someone, anyone, died, their body would atomatically assume the position of Christ; that is, their feet together and their arms splayed outwards.

I used to believe…

When I was a kid, my mom used to take me to funerals. I always wanted to go with her to view the body so I could sneak in a touch to see if it was real. I used to beleive that funeral homes would make statues of the people and put them in caskets because they were so hard.

I used to believe when you died you go to a cloud wherever it chooses if you stay there go to hell or heaven and while you were there u met the fairy god mother and the tooth fairy. YES YES i got it from a movie but i was like 7. I am now 13 so I know my differences. :)

I used to believe…

hello, I'm french so, excuse me for my english language ....When I was little, I used to believe that when we are born, we never die !!!super !!! But now, I am sure ( unfortunalety ) when we will be old, we will die

I once sucked the liquid out of a purple magic marker when I was about 4. When my sister saw my tongue she said, "Oh no! You're going to die!" A couple of minutes later my mother saw my tongue and immediately started scrubbing my tongue with a toothbrush. She too said, "You're going to die!" I didn't fully understand the concept of what death was, I said, "Oh, umm, okay."

I used to believe…

After seeing "All Dogs Go to Heaven", I was convinced that when dogs died, that's really where they went. As if they had their own special Doggy Heaven or something. I didn't stop believing that till I was about eleven. I'm fifteen now.