death: people

A friend of my mum's had gotten divorced but aged about 9 I didn't know that, I just knew the guy's wife had disappeared and so when I used his bathroom one day I sw that the shower curtain was pulled shut so obviously my mum's friend had murdered his wife and left her body in the bath.

I used to think that if you stayed up all night twice, you'd die! My mom probably told me that to keep me from staying up too late. :P

I used to belive that the New Years ball exploded, and people who were near it died.

I used to believe…

its not my belief but my 7 yr old sons.After his great grandfathers death,we had to go find a plot to put his ashes in and took master 7 with us.We found one which was a 30cm square.He wondered how he'd fit in there he was too big to be queezed in there

For some odd reason, when I was a kid, I used to believe that if I died, I would still see the world through someone else's eyes, maybe like reincarnation, I don't know. But that ended one day when someone asked me if I can see the world through someone else's eyes when I'm asleep. Guess not. heh.

I used to believe that when i died it was like a super mario game... I had a certain number of lives.

When i was liitle i always thought when people died they ALWAYS had their toungues out so when i was playing dead i stuck my toungue out and people always wondered what i was doing...my sister told me later that people usually have their mouths closed but i didn't believe her and just kept sticking my toungue out ....well now i know better

I use to think that when ever my parents and I had went to a open house that was for sale ...i use to think that their was always someone who died in there .. i was so afriad i would't touch anything cause i thought that the spirit would come to haunt you for the rest of your life!

Until I was about 12 years old or so, I thought Heaven was on the Moon. My grandfather had died when I was young and whenever I asked Granny where he was, she would point to the Moon. Needless to say, seeing Neil Armstrong step foot on "Heaven" was disconcerting.

I use to think that dead people were really dead if worms and a little creep thing crawled on them and they don't say ahhhhhh!

When I was little, I overheard my mother and grandmother talking about my great grandmother who was dying of cancer and was jaundiced and I remember them talking about how yellow her skin was. From then on, I thought that if you colored your skin with a yellow highlighter or marker, you would get cancer and die. I still get a little freaked out if I get some on my hand. Kids associate the wierdest things.

when my uncle died a couple of days ago i thought he had cancer but he hanged himself

I used to beleive that if you point at a graveyard, it would point back!!(whatever that meant)

I used to think that every one in the world was in a big-big-big room and you would tell your story and say like all the little details like i bought this and i stole that and the i thought that at the end, when you die it would be manditory to say "The End"

when I was little I thought that when you died they removed your head, hence why they called them "dead BODIES". I always pictured a big freezer full of heads, or shelves and shelves of heads in jars, each one carefully labelled.

When I was little I went to my Aunts house for a visit. She had a set of steps paved with smooth tiles that led to the basement. As she led me down the steps she told me to be careful because the steps were a little slippery and you could fall and hurt yourself or even die. I started to look around everywhere and then asked her where all the dead people were. The best part was her answer: "You don't just leave them lying around like that!"