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When i was about four or five i saw a rabbit sitting on a roundabout in the city. I belived up until my early teens that when rabbits went down burrows, they came to roundabouts which acted as saftey islands set up by the council so foxes couldn't eat them.
Whenever i saw a dead rabbit i told my dad to rite to the council. He never knew why
My parents told me when I was about 5 that roadkill animals weren't dead, they were actually sleeping. I believed this until I was about 10.
when my dog gracey died me and mum said that one day we would have a littel grace and old grce's soul would live though the puppy,i still believe today
when i was young, my parents used to tell my brother and I that the bales of hay in the fields were dead cows. we were horrified and believed it for years.
I remember wondering what happened to bugs when they died, i was afraid that they went to heven because i could only immagine how many bugs will have died when I get up there, i pictures heven for years as this big kingdom in the sky absolutley coated in bugs.
When I was wee I went to horse rining. Once when we were coming back from Donegal, we stopped in a resteraunt. That was when my mum made a big mistake, she said "I could eat a horse". I was horrified and told the waiter that my mum was a 'horse murderer' and made sure my dad took me to horse riding.
This went on for a couple of month untill it stopped becoming a joke for my parents.
when i was about 6 i found a little snail in the garden.for some reason i called it pingu and brought it inside and put him in a jam jar.he lived for about a week.when i came downstairs my mum told me he had migrated for the winter!every summer my mum used to find a snail that looked just like pingu,and say he had come home! i really believed this until i was 11!
When I was about 3, a stray dog had a litter of pups in our garage. We had a small hill right behind our house and as the puppies got older, they would run all over the yard including the hill. Then one day my mom said, "One of the puppies didn't make it." I thought she meant it didn't make it up the hill. I believed this until I was 10 years old.
I used to believe that pylons had electricity running through them and used to get upset for the cows and sheep in the fields next to them, that they would get electrocuted and die
When I was 4 or 5 we had a pet dog "Tilly" that was hit by a car. My dad didn't have the heart to tell me, so he told me the dog was at the vetenary clinic getting a robotic leg. So I'd ask regularly how Tilly was doing, and they said it was a new procedure so it was taking longer, but she'll be back soon.
This continued for years, until my dad finally gave up and told me "Bruce, the dog died 3 years ago."
once when i was little, i stepped on a lady bug i saw crawlling on the sidewalk. i buried it in my mom's flower garden and marked it with a stick. Like 5 minutes later i came back and i was expecting to see it's skeleton laying there were i had buried it!
once when i was little i was contemplating death and i asked my father if chickens went to heaven. he replied "i suppose they do" to which i said "it must be crowded."
i used to believe they killed animals on drama or movie but now.........
When I was little, I believed that I could call Heaven and talk to my dog that had passed away.. After I said my prayers each night I would "call" Heaven (with an imaginary phone that apparently had a direct connection) and ask to speak to "Queen"... I would even wait patiently while God put me on hold so He could go find her and tell her she had a call.. When she finally came on the line I would tell her random facts about my day and that I loved her and missed her very much and would talk to her tomorrow night.
I used to have a dog named Piper who was a black Labrador. We were best mates and as a child I spent most of my time playing with him. One day my parents said that we had to send Piper away to a farm because he has more space there (we were moving house). It wasn't until about 2 months ago (I'm 18) that I discovered he was really put down! Turns out 'going to a farm' is the nice way to say it to a kid. I was shattered!
My sister only recently found out that the dogs we had when we were kids didnt go to live on a farm and chase rabbits, the story our parents told us when they had them put down. Shes 18. Come to think of it she thinks i was joking when i told her that.
A friend told me this about someone she knew. He thought that up until the age of about 20 that if a goldfish died and you put it in a dark cupboard over night it came back to life in the tank. He was certain about this and said that his mother did this as a child. He was shocked when my friend pointed out that his mother probably went to the shop and bought another goldfish
My dalmatian dog, Kim, died when I was three and my mum and dad explained that he had went to a better place. Since then I would only let my mum buy a particular brand of dog food for our other dog becuase there was a dalmatian used in one of their commercials, therefore it must be Kim and this brand was the best if it makes him happy. I was so upset later when the advert stopped running and the dog never came home, they had to explain all over again.
When my brother and I were at a school fair we both won goldfish. His died in a couple of days and the next day when I came home from school- there was my fish, laying on my desk...with a fork through it. I cried and cried and my brother told me that he had seen our cat do it because it was jealous. I believed him for years!
I used to believe there were small bull like animals that ate kittens. You see, one of my kittens died from choking on a fur ball when I was in 1st grade. I heard fur "Bull" and for several years told no one, but looked around a LOT when alone in the house. It took me years to realize the truth.