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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 my Nanny used to point out an obituary of someone she knew in the paper, I used to believe that the undertaker at the funeral home somehow propped open the dead guys eyes for his picture!
I still hold my breath when I pass by cemetaries because it is impolite to breathe when other people can't.
I believed when I was little that if you breathed in as you went by a cemetery you would suck death in and die. I held my breath whenever I was driven past and flatly refused to walk by - not being able to hold my breath long enough!
When I was a kid I thought my mother would poison me to death. She never did it, and are and have always been a normal, non childmurdering mother.
My grandpa died when I was four so my mom told me that he was sleeping at his wake since it was an open coffin but I had feeling he wasn't sleeping because my grandma was in tears. However my brother believed our mom and whispered in my ear "let's steal his watch" at the time he was six, I told him I wasn't sure and he said "Then he'll wake up and chase us" which was true when he was alive. So we did and my brother ran around the funeral home with my grandpa's watch while my mom chased after him. My grandparents lived next to two cemetries so I wasn't frightened of them (only at night) but I used to believe that if you stepped on where they buried someone then they would get mad and grab your leg and drag you down with them, I'm seventeen now and know it is far from true but if I can I will go around where the coffin is buried.
I used to believe that if you died, and you were buried, there was no casket...and the bugs would eat your body. I went around afraid of dieing, worried that my body was going to be dinner for the bugs.
I used to believe when I was a child, that the world finished at 12:00 am on 31th December, cried a lot saying: end the world, end the world!!!.
I used to think that when a person said that ghosts were in limbo, it meant that they were doing the limbo. I thought maybe instead of going towards the light they stayed playing the limbo, and if they touched the stick that meant they had no choice but to go towards the light. Lucky, I didnt believe it for too long. My friend told me what it really was.
I was told if you stayed in a cemitry for 1 hour the people who had been burried there would come out of there coffins and come and get me i still feel scared if am hour has passed!!
When I was younger (I'm nine now.) I thought that when you died, you would just see pitch black. That really scared me, because I didn't want to happen that when I died, I would get bored.
At the age of five I overheard my fifteen year old brother say "We have to go plant Uncle Dick today", in regards to the cremated remains of my Uncle, whose funeral was that day.
I surmised, and believed for several years, that trees grew from people. People died and were "planted", at which time they grew in to trees...
I used to think that when you died you got to take whatever you were carrying with you to heaven. Every night I'd stick my hand through a hole in my blankie and wrap it around my wrist just in case I died in my sleep.
I used to believe that people died on their birthdays. I almost lost a childhood friend because she would brag to me about how she was older than I was (by 1 day), and I would just tartly respond, "That's fine with me, you're gonna die 1 day before me."
when i was young i used to believe a wake was when you waited for the dead person to wake up
When I was small, I thought guns, rather than having bullets, had small poisonous rocks in them, and that if you even stroked one, or sniffed the air around it, you would die! I also thought that when somebody was shot, the bullet could be used again and again and again...
My grandma died when I was very young and my Aunt was upset because I was having a good time playing with my cousin. She thought we should be sad too but I thought someone had to die in order for there to be enough room on the planet for a baby to be born. I thought it was really nice that my grandma had given her spot on earth to someone else. Besides, I thought she was soooo old.
I used to believe there was a magical man who created everything in the universe, and could see everything you do, and when you died you would go spend eternity on a cloud with him and everyone that ever died before you.
I used to believe that life was like a tv show and that the world ended when I died.
When I was about five, during a Christmas party, I asked my Dad some random question about the next year. His reply was "The world could end next year."
Taken literally, I was afraid the world was going to end every December 31st until I was about 12 years old. Thanks Dad.
My brother told me that if I breathed while driving past a cemetery I would die. So for years and years I would hold my breath. My dad thought it was funny to slow down and drive really slow past big cemeteries just to see me squirm. It became such a habit that it took me years to stop doing it as I would do it subconsciously.