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After our dog died (when I was 4) he was put to sleep at 17( BECAUSE he was in pain, couldn't breathe very good, and was limping. A few days after he went to heaven I thought that he would be a bumblebee for all eternity.
I had a dog named Dee Dee that died when I was about 3 or so. I wanted to visit her one day, so I went into the back yard and started to dig where I assumed she was burried. My mother asked me what I was doing and when I told her she stoped me. I couldn't understand what was so wrong about it!
When i was younger i used to go and visit my grandmother on her farm. Every time we went there my brother and i used to get bought a duckling. When i asked my Grandma where the ducks from last time had gone she would tell me that the fox had got them. From this i'd somehow assumed that this fox had taken the ducks to live on his own farm. it wasnt until i asked my grandma why we couldn't just go to the foxes farm and take them back that i found out the sad truth...
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.
I used to belive that down feathers came from baby ducks and when they plucked out the feathers they would set the back into the wild but they would die since they had no feathers. its sad i know my sister told me that.
I used to believe that the white boxes that housed bee hives were cow graves.
When I was 2 years old my pet fish died. I was so sad and then I got angry when my mom flushed him. I was so upset that she told me he went to fishy heaven which was a big lake by our house. Every time we crossed the lake I would look out the car window and say how much i missed the fish. One day my mom started talking in a high pitched voice and I thought it was my fish so I talked back. I actually believed that I was talking to the fish for years!
Until my friends told me that Bambis mom died, i thought she had just walked over the hill! i guess Nemos mom just went away with the shark for a while then...
When my dad and uncle went duck hunting, they'd always clean the ducks themselves. I went outside one day, and I saw the dead ducks just laying there. I picked one up, and for some reason I thought it was talking to me. I made myself think it said it loved me (Even though it was dead...and a duck) then I set it down and ran back to the house. when I got to the stairs, I turned around and I made myself think I could hear it say "I'll always love you!" so then I cried for a long while...Yeah, I have a horribly overactive head.
I had a pet fish named Zim, and as I was going to bed one night, I noticed he was belly-up at the bottom of the tank and not moving. I went to bed a little sad that he'd died. The next morning, I saw a fish that looked exactly like my Zim floating around and I believed that Zim had just fallen a little too deeply asleep the night before, and that's why he'd sunk.
What's a little sad is I was 14 at the time.
I used to believe that when u put to sleep a dog or something u would take it to the vet and they would give it a shot and it would fall into a deep sleep and it would wake up once i die.
I used to believe that semi trucks pulling pigs for slaughter were just the farmer taking the pigs for a ride on the expressway.
We had a non-breed dog named Sam for about 7 years when my Mum became pregnant with my Sister to be. My parents said that Sam, me and the new Baby will be too much for my Mum to look after, so when I was at School one day Sam was taken to a Canine Sanctuary.
When I was about 20 years old I told my current girlfriend and she asked if that was true, suggesting in reality Sam had been put to sleep.
Naively, It had never occured to me this could be the case. 10 Years later, I have still not asked my parents in case it is true and Sam was not adopted after all.
When my guinea pig died when I was about 6, I wrote all these letters to her addressed to "Heaven" and put them in the mailbox. I am 15 now and was looking through my memorobilia and I found all the letters hidden in a corner. My mother kept them and hid them from me.
when i was little we had this dog named Dusty...well one day he was just gone so I asked my older sister where he went-she told me he jumped out the window and ran away- my mom had actually had him put to sleep..though I didn't even realize it until i was like 16
My former teacher's dog died a few months ago. Her kids are about two and three, and they were upset about it, so they asked their parents where their dog went. They said their dog went to go live with God. A few weeks later, they drove by the vet's office and one of the kids called out "Look, it's God's house!" or something similar. As their vet's son was in my class at the time, my teacher had to inform him that his father was now God.
When I was about six years old, I had a neighbor and we were really good friends. I used to go to her house everyday. Her dog just died and we were both finding out about death. We had this big huge idea to write letters to dead people/animals.We were going to take them to heaven with us. If you only knew how many hours we spent in her basement writing letters to her dead dog!
When I was around 4 years old I always wondered how dinosaurs died off. I also wondered where did shoes come from. You never see any shoe factories, if you've noticed. So I assumed wrongly that the dinosaurs went extinct because they shrunk down and turned into shoes, then people come because we now had shoes.
we had lots of animals around the house and still do. one time, my gran's old dog died naturally.of course, i was sad as Tikka wasn't there anymore...untill my father told me she had gone to Cyprus. thing is, he travelled alot and one time,he had to go to Cyprus! i was petrified that he would never come back!
i had a hampster that died when i was little and my mom put it in a cool whip container so i then thought cool whip was made out of dead hampsters years later i was still really little my uncle served it to me at a party and i told him i didn't want to eat it because i didn't think dead hampsters tasted very good.