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My sister had gotten one of those cheap goldfish that you can win at school fairs. After a week or so it died and my mother did not want to upset my sister so she told her that it had "gone to Toledo". My mom thought she was so clever thinking she had convinced my sister that the fish had just moved away. About a year later, a family friend had died and my sister asked my mother, "Do dead people go to Toledo too?" Apparently, my mother wasn't that slick afterall.
i use to belive that when people died they became animals. when animals died they became people. so when my grampa died i found a kittion. and i thought he was my grampa so i called him gran.
when i was little my pet fish died my mom told me that butterfin (my fish) got out of the fish tank and got on a plane to San Fransisco.(we live in arizoana)
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 really young my brother told me to quickly run inside if I ever saw a vulture because it would swoop down and feed me to its young if it saw me.
Mr brother told me my cat had died because i left the microwave door open and hed been cooked to death. Little bugger.
When I was 10, I belived that wild animals never died unless they were eaten or killed unnaturaly, I belived this until I found a dead fox in the woods.
When their old dog were taken to the vet, her parents told my friend that he was sent to a nice, greek island by ship.
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!
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.
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.
I used to think that goldfish were immortal, and that when they died and you flushed them down the toilet that they would come back to life when they went back to natural waters. For some reason, I never speculated such things about any of my catfish or tetras. Just my goldfish.
I used to believe that the school rabbit liked the red berries that grew in the hedge. But then he died.
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.
When I was little my mum said my dog and cat had gone to the farm (Which is, as we all know, heaven :)and I always wondered why my parents never took me to the farm to see my dog and cat.
Once we saw this bird that had died and it was just laying there for ages and then one day it had disappeared, and I thought that it had literally ascended to heaven when we weren't there.
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!
When i was 6 I thought that if you caught a fish and it died then it would come back to life ifyou put it back in the water!
I used to believe that deer on the side of the road were really just taking naps, but really they were victims of car accidents...
This is what my parents told me to shield me from the sadness of death and this is what I told my daughter.
You know how when a kid's pet dies and the parents replace him without the kid's knowing and say he came back to life? Well, for me it was the opposite! I accidentally injured my pet gerbil Timothy and there was blood and everything and we thought he was dead, but he revived somehow! But for years I thought my parents had replaced him behind my back. I believe them now, but I still have no idea how that happened. Wierd.