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told us that if you stepped on a sharp object like a pin or tiny piece of glass, that it could go thru your blood veins to your heart and kill you.
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When my niece was around 3 her rabbit died. She was upset because no one would tell her what had really happened. She ended up going to my husband and asking him. He told her that her bunny had gone to college and that it would come back in 5 years after graduating as a full grown rabbit. She still believes it and is counting down the days until she's 8 (She'll be 7 in November).
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when i was a kid we whre told that hoping around a chair on one foot with only one sock on meant that someone was going to die .
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I once overheard my older sister telling her son that the dead dog lying by the side of the road wasn't really dead, it just had the air let out of it.
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When I was little me and my brother used to have a competition to see who would be the prime minister of the house for a week, and we had policies and debates [yes, as all children do]. One day when I was writing down some policies I saw on the news that someone had committed suicide and that it was tragic, and I thought that committing suicide was mass murder or something. Later on when we had out "debate" I proposed "Everyone that commits suicide should be put in prison for life"... oh my.
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When I was a kid, I used to go to my grandparents' farm every summer for a few days. One summer they had a couple of calves, which I was allowed to feed. The next summer the calves were gone. I asked what happened to them. Grandpa said "they died because you fed them" and I cried for the rest of the day.
It was years before I was brave enough to ask my Mum if that's what really happened.
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My parents didn't get married until I was 4 and my brother was 8. One day my aunt was taking care of us and I asked my borther where my parents were. He said they were getting married, but I thought he said 'buried' and cried until they came home because I thought they were dead.
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When I was 7 my mother stepped on my cat and then had to kill it. She told me that a wild cat ripped it's neck out. For the whole week I was trying to avenge my cat's death..
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When I was little I used to believe that those little storage beds that go in the back of a truck, was a coffin. I thought the trucks that had those storage things had dead people in them.
I thought "cemetery" was "Jim and Terry", a couple that were friends with my parents. When anybody mentioned the cemetery, i thought they were talking about Jim and Terry's house.
I believed that all Cats were female, and all Dogs were male, and wondered why they hated each other, since they had babies (puppies and kittens) together.
I used to believe that if you breathed while passing a cemetary then you would be burried there, so I would always hold my breath. This was very difficult if there was a traffic light involved. I can remember many times not being unable to do it and then I would be depressed b/c i was to be burried so far from home.
I was told when I was about 7 that my dog was sick, so my Mother gave him to a friend who owned a farm so she'd have lots of space to run and play until she got better.
I was about 15 or so when I cracked the joke "bought the farm" and realized what really happened to my puppy.
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As a child I believed that when people died a kind of huge soul vaccuum would hover over the deceased's houses and then suck people's souls out up to heaven through some kind of tube. But as time went on and I physically never saw these tubes the belief finally was replaced with atheism
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When I was little I thought if you had a dream about falling that if you hit the ground you'd die instantly from heart attack.
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my older brother told me that if i didnt clean every bit of dirt out of the prints on my feet, i'd die
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When I was little I believed that people only died at night. So, I'd sleep with my light on thinking that I'd die if it was turned off. I only thought I was safe if someone else was there, like a friend. Until one night when it was lightning and the lights went off, I panicked for awhile and went to sleep at 6 a.m. when I found out I was still alive.
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When I was a little kid I believed that everyone's heart in my family beat at the same time. I thought that if one of us died we would feel their heart stop beating.
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As my deceased aunt's coffin was being sent into the furnace at the crematorium, my cousin's four year-old son said loudly to his two year-old sister "you do know they all come back as zombies...". He was rapidly silenced by his mum.
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When we were quite smallmy sister and i would avoid the dining room. We thought since there was a "living" room that the dining room was the "dying" room". We thought people went in there to die. We were weird kids.