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a friend once told me that when u burp, sneez and fart at the same time u would die and i believed her.

Anon

When I heard that someone had died and were going to be buried, I thought that their body was just thrown into a hole and covered up with dirt.

Anon

I use to believe that on Halloween you shouldn't walk near or through cemetaries or you would see the souls of the dead floating above their graves. I thought that at midnight after all the kids were done trick or treating that all the evil beings would gather and have a meeting of how to cause chaos in there area that year

Lucy K.

My cousins and I came to the conclusion at our eldest aunts open casket wake that since she was dead the watch she was wearing must be dead too. We used to believe that your watch would stop if you died. That kind of made me not want to wear a watch anymore, but hahaha I won't take mine off now.

Kristine

When my sister and I were young we used to believe that in order to be dead your tongue had to be hanging out. No exceptions.

Mel

I used to believe that when people were cremated and buried in small graves, that they were buried head upwards. So they were standing underneath the grave, and whenever I accidently walked over them, I thought I was pushing their feet into the centre of the Earth.

Fran

I used to believe that you die when you hit 100 years.
This caused me great distress, as I could count to 100 very fast.

Jason

my sister and I used to believe that people who died would say "I'm dead" over and over again

Kezban

When I was a kid I would see R.I.P. on gravestones and I thought that was the guys name. I remarked once to my mother, "man that guy RIP is burried all over the place." She then explained, "It means rest in peace."

Jennifer

I used to believe you had to be naked to die

Anon

i used to believe that in your family the oldest person would die first and the yougest person would die last

Lucy

When i was a kid i thought that when you died, all your coughs and sneezes and hiccups were put into a large concrete box in the middle of the cemetary.
i have no idea why, but it made perfect sense at the time

Shelly

When I was six or seven, I used to think that if you swallowed even the tiniest piece of plastic, you were doomed to death. I also thought that plastic and paper were the same thing. So, one Christmas after presents were opened and breakfast was being prepared, I accidently (don't ask me how) swallowed a bit of wrapping paper or something like that. When I realized with horror what I had done, I crawled behind the couch and waited to die. After about thirty seconds, I realized I wasn't going to die, at least not then anyway. So I went and ate breakfast. The end.

Zach

when i was little i had a theory that when you are about to die that all your closest friends, relative etc.. sits around with you and you go to this room where they all watch a video of your life. I thought that somehow your brain was videotaping everything that happened even your thoughts and when the end is near everyone will watch it ... so i always tried not to look at bad stuff or think any bad thoughts :P

i'm weird

When I was about 5 or 6, my mom took me out trick-or-teating on halloween. A fake, cardboard gravestone was on our neighbors' yard for decoration. I immediately was scared of it because I thought R.I.P. meant that the dead got their heads ripped off and that they would come to get me because they thought it was my fault. For years, when I went to cemetaries, I would stay away from "R.I.P." gravestones.

Matt

When my brother and I were little we thought that when people died they would say "die" then fall over and be dead.

Kim

When I was a child, I was scared of dying--so much so, that I would check my heart every few minutes to make sure it was still beating. I didn't realize that if it wasn't, I'd have already been dead.

MW

When my grandma died and was at her funeral I thought she was just sleeping and thought she would wake up and attack me cuz I watched 2 much Buffy the Vampire Slayer at the time and they always wake up

Pamela

I thought I was going to die when I was 4 - I had been on a preschool excursion and in those days they put your name and used a pin to attach it to your clothes... well my name came off so I put the pin in my mouth for safe keeping - promptly swallowed the pin by accident and was sure I was going to die - I cried and cried, at bed time mum finally coaxed out of me why I was crying "I'm *sob* going to die! *sob*" and she started laughing! man was I p-d off - did this woman not care? when I finally managed to tell her about the pin and she assured me that no I wasnt going to die.
That was a very traumatic day.

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