death: people

I used to believe that just touching bug-killing poison would result in you dying in an hour. I once was at my village, and I accidentally touched a plant which was all sprinkled in said poison. I spent a lot of time worrying that I was going to die at any moment - I didn't know how much time an hour was!

I thought that when you died, you had 2 weeks to be dead then you would magically wake up again, but as a baby

I used to believe my parents would die if I didn't say "I love you" to them every time I left the house or went to bed. It was an odd belief and I held it until I was about twelve. I don't know if it I believed it was just that I would regret not having "I love you" be my last words to them or whether I actually believed that they would die if I didn't, but it was an odd view nonetheless.

I used to think they did an autopsy every time someone died regardless of how they actually died.

Until i was twelve i thought when all people died they closed their eyes because that's what you see and funerals and on tv

when I was a kid I used to believe that the sausage factory used children

when I was a kid I used to believe if I left the shoe facing the person would die

The stars are the souls of your dead friends and family. The first ones you see are them.

When I was a child,I used to believe the people would die on their birthday and when it was my birthday I was scared to die ...happy birthday!!

I used to think that euthanasia was a charity for little Indian kids. I would always hear people go "down with euthanasia" and wonder what people had against little Indian kids

I used to think that memorial sites on the side of roads were graves, and their family buried them there because that's where they were run over and died

I used to believe that when people were knocked out, they were dead.

when i was little i used to think that when you died you turned into a doll. i had lots of dolls back then so i thought if you loved the doll enough it would come back to life and be your friend.

When I was 9 years old, I thought a Serial Killer was when someone put poison in cereal boxes. For the longest time, I avoided eating cereal in the mornings and never brought it up to my parents because I didn't want to make them upset.

Being told as a child that heaven was in the sky, I was extremely confused why people started laughing at me when I asked if you had to wear spacesuits when you died.

I had this belief that when someone died they didn't actually die but just took a really long nap. I figured that was why my grandma's coffin looked like a really comfortable bed and that it was just like a coma where you could never wake up. I figured that I should say good-bye anyway, though I wasn't sad because she must have having pleasant dreams to not respond to us.