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When I was in Kindergarten we were practicing a fire drill on the school bus. They put my whole class on the bus and shut all the doors. I thought they were really going to set the bus on fire and I freaked out because there was no adults on the bus to open the back door. I remember standing there in line screaming "Who's going to open the door!?" (I didn't know they could open it from the outside) I really thought if I we didn't all hurry and make it off the bus we would die. I ran off the bus and my teacher had to calm me down and assured me nothing bad was going to happen. So I got back on the bus after everyone else was done and went out the back and everyone clapped. I remember feeling so relieved that I wasn't going to have to fight for my life that day and I little silly realizing that it was so easy just to jump out the back.

Jessica

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!!

hannah wood

When I was about 6, I had no concept of death, so I thought when it was time for someone to "move on", it was one of these three options- notice that I thought one was still conscious when these things happened.
1. Be burned alive (cremation). I thought of it as a person just calming sitting in a sea of flames, feeling the fire burn.
2. Be chopped into small pieces (saw a tiny coffin in a picture dictionary once). That option terrified me, with all the pain and what not.
I remember making up my mind, and saying "I wanna be burned instead of chopped to pieces."
Man, I was a hardcore first grader back then.

MetalFlower

I used to believe when young that the world was a rational place, to the extent that one would live an exact number of years and die on one's birthday. Childhood fears included the witch under the bed who would grab my ankle if I put a leg out of bed, and a fear that I would fall into the toilet, shrinking and disappearing around the u-bend as I fell.

Bob

I thought the cremations were for people that wanted their love ones buried at home.

Helen

Someone told me that I would die from blood poisoned if I got ink stains on my hands. A couple of days after being stained, I would see a blue line developing from the stain, and I'd be dead when the blue line reached the heart! I was terrified!

B

I used to believe that it was bad to look at a grave yard coz you might die quicker so I used to always cover my eyes when passing them.

Ales

i used to believe that when i heard that a person or animal died that they had got shot......i think i saw too many movies!!

Lauren

I used to believe that (on tv and therefore in real life) if shot or attacked, a person was only dead if they lay face-up in a spread eagle pose, and that lying in any other position meant they were just injured.

gary

when my great gran died i was told that she would always be watching me in every thing i did so when i went ot bed i thought she was watchin me sleep so i started having nightmares because i thought i could see her. then my dog died and i thought i could see her with my great gran

hopeless case

I used to believe the dead flew up to heaven.

Pierre, a French student in eighth grade

I used to think that the phrase "Death Row" was pronounced "Death Road". I thought that every time another prisoner was sentenced to "Death Road" he had to get in line behind the person that had been sentenced before him and wait his turn until his execution. All the prisoners were obviously lined up on this Death Road.

Jenn

When I learned that Princess Diana died in a car accident because the "paparazzi" were chasing her I thought paparazzi was a person. Boy did I hate that paparazzi.

Corinne

i used to believe tht the phrase, "do not put plastic bag over head" meant that you couldnt literally pass it over your head (as supposed to sticking your haid IN IT)

danger

I used to think that if you went into a cemetary late at night, ghosts would come up out of the graves and steal your soul and/or take control of your body so they could be alive again.

The Mortal Elf

I told my cousin's kid (5 years old) that if he made one of his eyes look into his other eye in the bathroom mirror that that night when he fell asleep he would die and go straight to hell and nothing could stop it. He tried it and got REALLY scared. He was up almost 2 days! ( I was about 26 when i did this but my cousin used to torture me when I was little so were even now)

alpope23

That god would fix people who were dead. I had no idea how long it took but I found out it wasnt true about 2 or 3 years after my grandpa's death after I asked when god was going to be done fixing him.

Anon

I used to believe if you got a splinter and you couldn't get it out, that it would travel through your blood stream, poke a hole in your heart and kill you. This is thanks to my older sister, who frequently scared the crap out of me as a kid.

shannon

i believed that when a person died, god came down in a helicopter to go to heaven! i still have a mild interest in helicopters!

kim

When i went to a funeral only a bit of the coffin was open so i thought when u died you turned into a migit.

Andrew