death: people

My family was at a graveyard, planting flowers on a grave. I had been helping my mom, while my two younger brothers played in the field behind the graveyard. Once we were finished with the flowers, mom sent me to get my brothers. As I approached I saw they were standing, looking down at an old campfire. I overheard the oldest of the two explaining to his younger brother that "This is where someone was recycled".

I used to belive that if you sleep with your necklace on you would die. That is because my mom told me not to sleep with a necklace on.

My dad was in a Catholic school when he was a kid. He was always hearing about "dust to dust" (we come from dust, and when we die, our bodies turn back to dust). So, it's no surprise that he would freak out whenever he saw dust anywhere-- he thought someone was either coming to life or had died there! He's only recently admitted to believing this and told me to add this to the site.

When I was very small, I would throw a fit whenever my grandparents would bring me back home after a weekend out with them. My mother once told me that every time I cried, my grandparents grew older, and it made me stop crying. Well, at age seven, I was positive that I had killed my grandfather by crying too much.

when passing a cemetary my dad said, "do you know what all those flowers are for?"
"no"
"under each flower is a dead body"

my mom protested: "don't tell her that!"
i assumed she was yelling at him for lying to me as he often did, so i didn't believe him.

When I was a child and first heard about murder, I thought why don't the police just get a doctor's light and look at the back of the dead person's eyes? I was sure the face of the murderer would be recorded there, much like film being developed. Sure could solve a lot of crimes!

When I was little I thought that when people died that their bodies were recycled.The reason?One day I found a wart on my toe and a sunspot on my ear.I thought the wart and sunspot use to be an old man that dieds' body parts!I tried to take the wart off because I thought I could remove my bodyparts b-cuz god made the old mans' parts get removen.ow.!!!!!!!

My dad was always very vitamin-aware while I was growing up, so I understood at a young age that vitamins were good for you. However, my friend Marie was not so lucky. One day she devoured one too many Flintstone vitamins, and seeing as how she wasn't sick and her mom wanted to try to save the surviving Flintstones her mom told her that an overdose of Flintstone vitamins can kill and her time might be up. Marie took the news hard, and cried the rest of the day. Finally I arrived, informed her that "you can't die from vitamins", and saved the day.

When I was little, i used to think that when people got really old, they would just hit an age and they would start getting younger and younger and younger, then when they were one again, they would get older, and then younger, and then older, and the cycle would repeat forever.

My brother once told me (and I believed him) that the reason coffins were opened only half way was because they cut the lower half of the body off. EGAD! and at of all places my mother's wake.

When i was young, i would eat as many lollies as i could possible stuff in my mouth untill i was sooo full... Then my mum would always tell me "If you eat that many lollies you will pop!!" In my mind i had and image of somebody eating so much they would pop just like a huge balloon. I took easy on the lollies from that day on, it was only till i was about 10 that i finally twigged.... people can't pop...

When my Granny died when I was 5 we where riding in the family limo I looked out the window and saw the herse with my Great granny in it, And asked my mom where the buzzards where because I thought that when any thing died buzzards would circle over u until you where buried.

One time when i was 7 i was pretending to be a hairdresser and i accidentally squirted perfume in my mouth. I went straight to my bed because i wanted to die while i was in my warm, cozy bed.

I used to believe that when you died you went to a land of candyfloss where you could float around and not get fat ... Coincidently I used to belive that the clouds were made of candy floss ... maybe that has something to do with it?

when i was around 4, my cousin always read to me stories from the Bible. She came up to a part when she taught me people died they went to heaven. So everytime i saw an actor die in a movie i always thought that god didnt want them and let them keep living.

When I was young (around 5) my family fought alot and my brother has anger problems so I was always afraid he'd end up killing my mom or vice versa.