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- Euthanasia is youth in Asia
- If you don't hold your breath as you pass a cemetery you will die or become possessed.
- People killed in films or on TV die in real life.
My dad passed away when I was 2 and my mom told me that him and Jesus were both in my heart. I used to believe when I ate my food that they would eat it after me and that's how they ate.
When my grandad died many years ago there was a mournig held in my nan's hourse. From all around relations and friends gathered. My youngest brother about 2 went up to a elderly man and asked "how old are you?" the man replied "74" then my brother said "you should be dead!!!"
My mom told me when I was little that Elvis died because he took too many Vitamin C chewable tablets. Every time I went to the doctor I was afraid to take the vitamins!
My father told me that one time a ninja had entered the military and killed himself accidentally by saluting. I believed this until I was at least 25.
I was over at my friend's house when I was about 4, and her folks were watching something about Elvis on TV. I didn't know who he was as my folks were more Rolling Stones/Beatles/Dylan fans.
My friend was a whole 6 mos older than me, and thought she knew everything. So she she started telling me all about him, and I swear she told me that he died from drinking too much grape juice.
It put me off drinking grape juice for many years, much to the puzzlement of my mom.
And I don't remember this too well, but my parents tell me I came home that day and did a wicked Elvis impersonation - You Ain't Nothin' But a Hound Dog - complete with the hip/leg thing. I don't know, since I don't remember (or have repressed it, lol). It is a mystery.
For the record, as a grown-up, I am not a particular fan of Elvis, but I don't dislike him either.
My teenage neighbour once came round doing a survey for her religious studies class at school asking "what do you believe happens when you die?" She asked my parents first and then she asked me. I thought they were all crazy because it seemed like the answer was obvious. "You go to the graveyard!"
I remember running into my mum and dad's room when I was little, bawling my eyes out saying I couldn't sleep. They asked me why and I replied "Mummy, what will happen to Rosie (my doll) when I die?"
When I was young, we went to a funeral for a neighbor of my grandparents. I had asked my mom how she died and she said she had something growing inside of her. Not long before the funeral my grandfather had told me not to swallow watermelon seeds because they would grow in my stomach. For a long time I believed she had swallowed a watermelon seed. (She had died of cancer)
For a while, I believed that dead people could see right through the earth they were buried in and that they lay there in their coffins looking up at whoever came to visit them. I figured it would be a bad idea to visit a grave while wearing a dress because whoever was buried there would see right up my skirt.
When AIDS was first being discovered, there were slimming biscuits also called Aids. For a while, i believed that it had been discovered that these biscuits had turned out to cause fatal health problems and i was completely appalled at what iŽd heard.
Interestingly, the name of these biscuits was changed soon afterwards.
When I was 4 or so I believed if you touched a dead person you'd die too.
When i was 4 or 5 i remember telling my mother that she was by far my most favorite mother that i'd ever had. She laughed and told me she was the only mother that i had. I laughed at her, placeing a hand on her cheek, i remember thinking i was much smarter then her. No, i mean you my favorite of all the mothers i EVER had mom, from all my lives. i had been raised christan, to this day i don't know what i was thinking .
I used to believe that people lived forever... I only found out that people died at the age of 3 when my brother told me... I got really scared and every time something happened such as an eye lash falling out i'd be really worried and ask my parents "mummy/daddy will i die?"
I was two when my mom told me that Doctor Suess died. For some reason I thought he was the guy who made animal crackers.
up until i was 4-5years old, every time i watched a murder movie i always thought they were actually killing the people.
I used to believe that if you listen a voice calling your name and reply, and nobody answer, its the death who was calling you; And some nights, I listened somebody calling me, but nobody was near of my bedroon, so I runned very fast to my bed, under my bedspreat, and stayed there all the night.
Until I was maybe six or seven, I thought that when people died, they just repeated their lives over and over--like rewinding a videotape. When my grandmother was in a nursing home and made a comment about her hazy memories of being a teenager, I quite confidently told her that she'd be one again soon.
When I was small, and my mom was bathing me, she would say "let me wash your body" and then would proceed to wash my genital area. So,,, whenever I heard from the radio that a "body" was found I got a horrific picture in my young head and wondered what happened to the rest of dead person.
i used to think guns shot poison bullets
i used to think people died of old age becuse they rotted