people

I used to believe that if people lived for a long time, they'd keep getting taller until they reached the ceiling of their house, and when they get that tall, they get all flat, then grow again, and die all in a few seconds. Then they'd become babies who looked a lot like who they once were.

Anon

i believed in reincarnation and wen u died u come back as a pet, so ur pet now could of been the soul of an old man or woman

Tara

When I was a kid I believed that everyone lived to 100, then died. Tidy mind...

Jon

when i was wery young and was attending a kindergarden someone told me that if i was pinched once i would live 1 year less. After that i was afraid of playing with other children in the sandbox and wanted them out of my comfort zone. Simply i did not wont to die at a young age.

nick

I onece asked my nana why did my Aunt Sandi die? she said when people die they go to a place where all your pains go away. Then I said Can I still talk to them in my prayers. She said "yes taylor Yes."

Taylor Abbate

I said to my mum when I was about 6 "Mum - you know when you die, and they put you in the box, how do you breath?"

Lesley

When I was a child I used to believe that when somebody died, he/she really moved to another city or another country with a new family.That person started a new life, and is a little baby now.

aura

When I was 4 I used to believe that when a man or a woman died he or she would fly to Heaven.When my grandfather died, my parents didn't want to let me see him dead and I spent much time by the window in order to see him flying to the sky

Teresa

One day when I was 4 years old I asked my mother how her mother had died. Rather than try to explain what heart disease was, she told me that my Grandma had a really bad heart that just wouldn't keep working.

Years later, we had a house full of people and I began explaining to a large group that my grandmother was soooo mean, it killed her!

My mother was really upset with me, until she realized that she was the one who had told me about Grandma's "bad heart." She then changed her wording to "sick heart"

Kalgirl

When I was about 5 years old one of those grocery store tabloids had a tv show. It was so close to how regular news was that in my little mind I thought everything they said was fact. Everything from bat babies to talking dogs. One night they said that there was a giant bomb somewhere in a cave in Africa that was set to go off in the year 2000. Needless to say I believed it (probably even more so since the had PICTURES...which looked like a giant clock). I cried and repented for weeks. I even planned out my life expecting to die at 14, since that's how old I would be.

I think my belief started to fade a bit when I was about 11, but after the ball dropped I still pinched myself to make sure I was still there.

Link

When I was very young (I don't even remember what age) I was told by my mother that when you died, your soul left your body and went to heaven. Somehow I got the idea that souls looked exactly like candy canes, and floated out of your mouth once you were put into your coffin.

Anon

I used to believe that, come the end of the century, everyone would die.

Anon

When I was about 6 yrs old they sent the first men into space. At around the same time I saw a funeral procession go past & asked my mum about it. "They have died & gone to heaven" she told me. For ages I thought that people went up in spaceships when they died.

Patsy

I remember going to a good deal of funerals when I was little, and knew clear and well that the people in these 'big shiny boxes with pretty blankets'- were not going to get up and make people stop crying, no one in my family explained 'death' to me, so I basically had to teach myself.

Cruel as it sounds I never cared about the body that was in the boxes I always wonder what came out of them, you see I had my own little concept of 'soul and spirit' but since I was a child I never knew what each was (in a specific sense), but I did know there was something, and that the body wasn't important at that time.

When I was 12 my brother died and I never cried at his funeral, I still had/have that belief that it wasn't him in the coffin he was/is somewhere else- a good place. ^_^

i miss him a lot

KittDawn

I used to think that when you were dead, they could give you a pill to make you alive again. My brother and I used to play "hospital", and if one of us "died", the other would administer an "alive pill".

This was before I saw The Princess Bride, so you can imagine how hard I was giggling at the Miracle Max scene!

Athazagoraphobia

I have no idea how I came up with this, but as a for and five year old, I thought that when you died, your eyes didn't close all the way. I mean, they were 90% closed, but they were still a tiny bit open. I also remember thinking that death was less total than fainting, during which your wyes close all the way.

I'm not dead yet