death: people

i used to believe that the stars would fall anytime soon and we would all die just like in the movie armagedon. my mum had to send me for counselling cos i was too afraid to sleep at nite.

I used to believe…

5 years before I was born my grandfather died because of smoking cigars.When I was 2 I invented an imaginary friend named "Chompa" which, according to my grandma, was because I couldn't say grandpa yet. I thought (and I still think) that he was my grandfathers ghost trying to warn me of how he died and not to do what he did.

I was approximately 5, when we watched the news. I heard that a singer commited suicide. I asked my parents what this means. They said, he played with a gun, and he forgot if its 'on' or not. I thought exactly, that it was an accident, and I asked why would anybody play with a gun?I was 14 when my best friend told the truth.

I used to believe that my passed relatives used to live inside the moon, and they were preparing a special japanese food :"moti"in there.
My mom used to tell this !

I was always scared to death at funerals. Even now it bothers me. As I sat there, I was afraid the people would rise up out of the coffins and take revenge upon those who had wronged them and I was most scared at my Father's funeral because I'd had so many nightmares around his death where he'd chased me with an axe and told me it was my fault. I was afraid that, as I bent down to kiss him, he would start choking me to death so he could take me with him.

i used to believe that if i said the name of a sick person than that person would aotumatically die right then and there

A couple of teenagers that babysat me when I was abou 4 told me that if you had cracks in your tongue you were going to die, and all I remember thinking is...my dad has cracks all over his tongue. To this day I still look at the cracks in my tongue and wonder....

I used to believe that when people died, they weren't really gone, that their spirits used to come back and either haunt you or help you -- depending on how you treated them when they were alive and if you were a good friend or not). Another thing I used to believe is that I had the sixth sense.

When I was about 6 I got stung by a bee and went screaming into my house thinking I was going to die. This due to the little "witch" down the street that loved to torture us younger kids. It took a trip to the doctor's to convince me otherwise.

I used to believe that everytime a balloon was released , it meant that a child had recently died.

I used to believe that everyone died when they turned 40.

I would ask why the people in the movie were just laying there, eyes wide, but not blinking, and they were really heavy and hard for other people to move, and they wouldn't talk either...
"Sleeping, hun. Like the racoons that were out by the garage. Sleeping, with open eyes."

I use to think that dead people were really dead if worms and a little creep thing crawled on them and they don't say ahhhhhh!

When you're going into kindergarten, you have to get a shot, or else they won't let you in. Mind you, I was that shy girl that whenever I'd see someone new, i'd hide behind my mom. So my mom kept teling me that I was going to get my shot, I was thinking that someone was going to shoot me with a gun. So when we got in there, I ran under the table, and the fat nurse took 2 hours to get me out...but it worked...

when i was about 6 or so one of my brothers older freind told me that if i inhaled fumes from a motorcycle i will soon turn into a lepurchaun.And i thought i had gotten some fumes into my lungs so i got scared and told my brothers freind that i had inhaled some fumes.He said the only way to slow down the procces was to breath as least as i can and drink lots of water.So i held my breath and ran home takeing as least breaths as i could on my way.Then i drank about two glasses of water and told my mom and she told me dont worry.I was so relevied!

when my baby brother died my mum dressed him for the funeral in a puffy white thing (kindof like a skirl) and i thought that it ws a hula skirt (don't ask me why) and i wondered why mum wanted him to be buried in a hula skirt.