death: people

I used to think that if you entered a grave yard, that is when you died. I found it to be perfectly logical! But my parents quickly corrected (of course, now I have a rather unnatural obsession with cemetaries).

I believed that dead people could observe anything living people were doing. Whan my grandfather died I stopped masterbating for months and if I woke up with my hand down my pants I would pray to my grandfather to forgive me.

i thought RIP meant Ri I Parken (norwegian)
Means in english= Ride In the Park!
And then I thought all the people riding on a horse in the park was dead... scary...

When I was about 7, I started to believe that if I went to sleep on my back with my hands folded over my stomach (like the traditional body in a coffin pose) that God would think I was dead and snatch me away to Heaven. I never slept on my back again just in case I put my hands like that. I got into such a habit that I still can never sleep on my back.

I passed the Coroner's Court in Sheffield frequently, and regarded it with trepidation, since I thought that at an inquest the body of the deceased was in court, and that if I looked through the windows I might see a rotting corpse. I'm told that in the distant past this was actually so!

All throughout my childhood, I believed that if I didn't hold my breath and put my feet up on the seat in front of me while going by a cemetery (in a car or bus, of course) and then count five red cars afterwards, in which only then I could breathe again, I'd have nightmares. And since I was a little kid, nightmares were a pretty scary thing.

Sometimes I still hold my breath while going by a cemetery. I haven't had a nightmare in quite a few years. :-)

When i used to go to my grandads place he used to tell me that if i wasn't a good boy the coockie monster from sesame street would come and kill me with a poisinus booga during the night

For reasons that escape me and in spite of the evidence all about me, I was convinced for many a year that people died on their birthdays.

Oddly, I never feared my own. Probably because I thought only old people died.

For some really odd reason, I thought when we died we became mermaids (i dunno why) And then are parents and family and best friends would become them too. I also thought that our pets became catfish, dogfish, and parrotfish. Then after awhile of thinking that i remembered i couldn't swim well and so i thought i would drown if i became a mermaid.. (uh i know, mermaids can swim, i was a realllllllly stupid child) so i was crying and i thought i would die and then die again and then my mom told me the truth and weirdly i felt better that i wouldn't become a mermaid.

I thought that my best friend (who is about a year older than me) would automatically die 1 year before me. Basically I thought everyone died at the same age on their birthdays.

I used believe in Santa Claus, bunny, ghost in cemitery and in my home, because I used to hear voices.

i was 5 when my folks brought me to my first funeral. we went to the wake the night before as well. i thought they called it an "awake" which i thought was pretty rude considering the person was dead and couldnt wake up.

i used to believe that when u die u go 2 sleep 4eva an i was scared of goin 2 sleep :-S

I used to believe that if you died and and was buried you would suffocate to death.

What?

Oh come on, I was only 3! Your telling me you were the sharpest knife in the drawer at that age?

Around the age of 5, for no reason I have ever been able to figure out, I believed that mannequins were corpses. When you died, you got turned into a mannequin. Then a pet died and was buried, and I learned the basics of natural decay.

When i was younger i told my mom that i wanted to die in my sleep because if i died while i was just walking down the street it would hurt when i fell to the ground. ha.