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Show most recent or highest rated first. Common beliefs in this section include:- 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.
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When I was a child I was taught by my siblings not to breath when passing a graveyard. "It's not polite to breath when others can't."
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My dad died when I was 7 and was cremated. I didnt go to the funeral, but found out that cremated meant burnt, I thought they built a big bonfire and flung the body on. The worse thing, it wasnt until I was about 18 that I found out that it didnt happen like that !!
till I was 8 i thought that all people livedto be 100 years old and as soon as that day came they all dropped dead immediatly. ( also thought Germany was in Canada)
one time, when i was little, my mom told me to go wake up grandma. well, i go into my grandma's room, and her arms were folded across her chest, like you see dead people in movies. i was so scared, i couldn't speak. after about 5 minutes i was finally able to tell my mom grandma had passed. she laughed at me and woke her up. she said 'do you think people really die like that?' i was still too scared to answer
i beleived that whenever i was in a graveyard i would be entering heaven (i used to beleive that god and the grim reeper worked together)and so i thought the grim reeper was out to kill me
When I was little, I think 4, I had a dream about a graveyard. I went to my mom to ask what those things were (I didn't know they were headstones then), and she said something about lying down and thinking about getting a house and a dog. At the time I thought that that's what you did at those things, I don't know why.
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When I was a kid, my brother told me that is you pushed really hard behind your ear it would kill you. I never touched that and i washed it very carefully....
When I went to school I constantly believed what the other kids had told me.So far, as the hypochondiac I was,
I believed that:
If you ate shaving cream you'd die.
If you got three paper cuts you'd die.
The mirror ghost would kill me.
Any ghosts would kill me.
I'd have a heart attack from doing too much exercise.
My arteries would clot from eating cream
The other kids would really give in and twist my wrist off.
That's about all of the sad fears I can conjure up for now..Trust me there'll be more...
when there is a murder,on the news they always say "a body has been found..." for years i wondered why no one seemed to have a head when they died....
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When I was little we used to live across the road from a graveyard, which was just over the hill from a river. I used to think that when the fog was rolling up, that was when the dead people were coming to get me.
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My Uncle Paul died when I was seven years old, and my Grammie asked my older brother to be a pallbearer.
Grammie died shortly after Uncle Paul, and my mother again asked my older brother to be a pallbearer. Upon hearing this I immediately corrected her, "No Mommy - Donald was a pallbearer the LAST time, when Uncle Paul died. Don't you want him to be a Grammie-bearer THIS time?"
Despite the grief of their mother's death, I don't think that I have ever seem my mother and my aunt laugh so hard!
When I was 5 I learned how to ride my bike minus the training wheels. :) My best friend Abby lived at the top of a hill leading directly to my drive-way at the bottom of the hill. One day she and I decided to race to my house. As we got closer and closer to my driveway I peddled faster and faster in attempts to win, it was neck and neck. My mothers car was parked in the drive-way so Abby began to slow down, I however forgot how to stop! Next thing I know I am laying on the trunk of my mom's 1978 Cutlas. There I lay on the back of my mom's car screaming for help. My friend, turns her bike around and heads home at this time. My mom comes out and peels me off of the car and carries me inside. We get inside, and the phone rings, it is my friends mother calling to see what happened, when Abby got home she was in hystarics... My poor friend thought that I had died and ran home to tell her mom (a nurse) and her father (a doctor) that they needed to save me.
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When I was little we all believed that if you fell into quicksand, you would be ok, until the mud reached your nose. Then you would suddenly die.
When i was quiet young i went to my grandmas funeral.I thought we had to go to a gravy yard,and there would be a bunch of gravy boats there.DUH @ME!
when i was about 7 I thought that the only way you could die was if somebody killed you or you had an accident or something. I thought that you would grow old and stay like that forever. When my mom actually told me how it was, I started screaming and throwing stuff. (i also couldn't sleep for days)
I was told that when you look at the stars, each star represents a living being anbd when you die your star dies..goes out, you only see your star when you about your star when you about to die
my neighbors dog was really big when i was a kid adn some times i rode it like a horse and one time the dog threw me off his backand into a tree i thought i died but i really just got the wind knocked out of me :o
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When I was little I used to believe that Funerals were supposed to be fun because they were FUN-erals. Come to find out it was not fun at all, it was sad. :-(
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I used to believe that the purpose of a "wake" when someone died was one last attempt at trying to wake them up from the deep sleep that they were in. It confused me because at my grandfather's wake everyone spoke quietly, how would talking quietly wake them up? I just figured that he was a light sleeper, then again I was wrong!
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I thought that when I got older "they" would invent a cure for death and I could live forever.
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