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- Euthanasia is youth in Asia
- If you don't hold your breath as you pass a cemetery you will die or become possessed.
- People killed in films or on TV die in real life.
When I was a kid, I used to believe that if I jumped in the gymnasium, my reflection would fall to the ceiling (reflection) below me. I thought that if I jumped, and lost my reflection I would die!
I was about 6 years old, when I watched a film where two children are wandering around in the woods. At t one point the boy says to the girl 'each step that we take is one less step of our lives'- that phrase had a long lasting impact on me-- for a long time after that I took pains to ensure that my strides were as large as possible when walking.
Before I knew about death, I used to think people turned back into babies again after they got old.
When my uncle died, my mom told me that we should keep him in our thoughts and prayers; that now, he could watch over us, all the time. I was so scared that he could see me when I took a shower or went to the bathroom.
when I was a child, I believed that I could not die if I had a life insurrance.
When my brother was little, our grandparents died in a car crash, and he was maybe 3. We all explained that they were up in heaven with God and the angels. He started to wave at airplanes after that, and we finally found out he thought our grandparents were riding on airplanes, that's wat happened when you died.
I used to believe whenever someone dies they have to stick out their tongue so everyday i practiced to stick out my tongue for the day i die.
I remember as a kid when I would go visit family in MO and I would always hang out with my cousin. Well, the area had a lot of grave sites, and we got it into our heads that if we held our breath as we passed by the cemitaries the gohsts wouldn't fallow us and haunt us. Needless to say I don't believe it anymore, but I still find myself holding my breath.
i used to believe that people live forever until my brother told me the truth. i got nightmares for a week.
My mother got off the phone with the news that a distant family member had passed away. And I asked my mother what happens to people when they die. She replied that they stop moving and an image appeared in my head of an old man falling off a chair and turning to stone... dead. So, for quite a while, I believed that when people died, they turned to stone.
I used to believe that every time you pointed, you created an invisible hole in the air, and that fairies would fall into these holes :-(
When I was little, I used to believe that everyone died on their 100th birthday.
My sister told be that everyone has an identical twin called their alma matter and if you ever saw your alma matter, you would disappear.
One day on a field trip our bus was passing the cemetary and my friend told me to quikly hold my breath. I did and after we passed it I asked her why we had done that. She said that if you didn't hold your breath when passing a graveyard, then a ghost could fly up your nose! O_O
My brother and I thought that you burped before you died, so whenever we played dead we'd let out a huge belch and drop to the ground.
When I was very young I was told that dying could happen to anyone at anytime. I was from then on terrified that I would suddenly and without reason die violently (think spontaneous combustion). It wasn't till I was older that I realized what was meant by that statement.
When I was about 4 my mom told my friend tyler that he couldnt touch the green electrical boxes or he would die. He naturally told me this terrible consequence and I never touched a green box again till I was 12.
When he was little, my brother believed that cemeterys were where people went when they wanted to die, and that going into a cemetery automatically killed you. One day we were going for a walk that lead through a little cemetery. He started crying and said he wasn't ready to die yet.
I use to believe that if you faint half your life was gone. I remember when I was about 6, my sister had fainted, and I started crying. My reason being is that I thought my sister had lost half her life.
If this was true, I would have been dead now. I'm glad that I can say it was an 'I used to believe' theory.
My mother told me rain at a funeral meant that God was taking that person to heaven. I thought it was a well known "thing" and convinced myself of it because most film and T.V. funerals have rain. It wasn't until my grandmothers recent funeral when I pointed out that it was raining that she told me she had made it up for me and my siblings when it had rained at my grandfathers funeral ten years earlier.