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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.
when i was a kid i thought that when you died, giant " THE
END" words appeared, followed by a list of credits....guess
i was wrong....
I used to believe that everyone died at exactly 100 years old.
When i was little i thaught that when humans die they have to stick theyre tounge out if not theyre ok
I used to believe when I was in kindergarden that when you died you falled down on the ground with your hands and feets in a cross. You lied in a cross. With your thounge sticking out on the side..
So me and my friend used to play that we died, and that's how we died.
When I was around 5 or 6, I remember telling everyone that since my grandma was dead, she was therefore allergic to being alive.
I used to believe that R.I.P. on a tombstone meant you had to rip it to make that person come alive again.So one day I went to my granny's grave and tried to rip the tombstone.
I thought people died in the same order they were born, like if you were born 2 years before me you would die 2 years before me!
I used to think that if you weren't buried in a cemetery or if you were cremated then your ghost would remain on Earth for eternity, and that was why you occasionally will hear voices.
When I saw people get shot on tv when I was young, I used to think they were dead if they fell to the ground with their arms over their head. If their arms were down by their side, I thought they would be okay.
i used to think that when u grow up, u would grow so high and live in the clouds instead of dying
I used to believe that a character who dies in a movie is played by a person who wants to commit suicide, so when a person wanted to die s/he'd simply ask for a role in a movie which the character dies.
i used to believe they really killed on drama or movie
My Aunt, my Mother, my 7 year old cousin and I went to visit my Grandads grave once. When my cousin (Luke) saw the vases at the gravestones, he kept staring curiously at them, until finally, he asked "I that how the people down there breath?"
when i was little, i was so scared of death, as most kids are, i was so scared to go to sleep because i was afraid that i would die. I always heard people say, "Ohh... they died in their sleep." To comfort me, my mom, told me that it was impossible to die in your sleep. I guess I wanted to believe it so bad, I did for years. It wasn't until I was an adult with children of my own that my great-aunt passed away and to comfort me my mom hugged me and said, "It's OK honey, she died peacefully in her sleep." I was horrified! I turned and said, "That impossible." Then she explained the truth. Thank you mom for trying to comfort me, I wish I still believed.
When I was little I'd been given a brief explanation of what death was. But I misunderstood some of it and i though that one day i would just walk into the livingroom and mum and dad would be there with cheery smiles on their faces saying, "Your going to die today!" I used to believe that and I was very scared.
When i was younger, my mom used to tell me that if i wore my bra to bed I'd get breast cancer. I was very skeptical about this but still felt the need to warn my friends when I learned they slept with theirs on.
My dad used to tell me that if I got the chills down my spine, then someone was walking on my grave.
I think I was about five or six, but I developed this fascination with burping, sneezing, hiccupping, etc., and came up with the idea that if you did several such things at the same time, you would instantly die. I was sure that my dad knew the answer, but I couldn't just ask him straight out. I would say, "What would happen if you cough, sneeze, fart, burp, and hiccup at the same time?" I would be dissappointed when his answer didn't involve death. So I would re-phrase the question, (e.g. sneeze, hiccup, burp, cough, and fart), to try to ascertain the correct order. I was sure some combination would be lethal.
My Mom and I used to drive up to another town in California to visit some friends of hers quite often. On the way, we would always pass the same Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant. In the window was propped a life-size mannequin of Colonel Sanders, the company's mascot. The first time we drove past it, my mother, thinking herself to be hilarious, told me that the mannequin was actually the REAL Colonel Sander's mummified body, preserved, stuffed, and put up for display. I believed this for many years afterward, always staring with amazement as we drove by, wondering why the body had not decayed yet, and squeezing my eyes shut when the glare of the dead Colonel got to be too much for me to handle. Thanks, Mom.
when i was a kid i wondered what happened to all the people who died in action movies. i finally convinced myself that they simply hired someone who was willing to die to play the villain then kill them.