death: people

when i was little, i knew that when people die, you bury them,so i was always worrying what would happen if they bury me alive, having made a mistake about me being dead!

I used to believe a clock that went "tick-tack" was ticking death hours. To day, i hate this !!!!!!!

I used to believe that when people died they came back on choo choo trains that was similar to the train in the movie Dumbo

The fear of dying for the pool

When i was little i was scared to die, of course i was scared but i was very very scared that there was no pool in paradise.
Because when i was little i liked to swim .So when i thought about it i was sad.
Now i am still afraid of death if but no longer wonder for the swimming pool.

When my sister was 6 or 7, she was playing with a lead ball that we had for some reason. She was rolling it on her cheek and it touched her tongue, and she cried and thought she would die.

I used to believe that when you turned 13 whoever lived in my house would blow up and come back as a animal!(when i was 6)

I used to belive that when you died you would just go to sleep for a really long time.

When I was 7, I had my first experience with death. My great-grama died. At the wake - I met a lot of people I had never met before. I was standing with my grama (my great grandmother's daughter). Talking to a lady that was standing with us - I said "That's my grama over there in that box". The lady just happened to be my great grandmother's sister.

When I was young, I used to believe that if someone died the man or women lived
enternally on the sky..

I used to believe when you die after 7 days, you'll come back home to see family and eat your favourite food.

i used to think that when u grow up, u would grow so high and live in the clouds instead of dying

When I was younger, I used to think that all people I meat in my life were actors, and I would see them when I die.
( I was stupid )

At my first ever camping trip I was horrified to see a small piece of burnt twig in the potato billy. I pointed this obvious hygiene hazard to the scoutmaster. He simply used his knife to flick the offending ember out of the boiling water and offered the following advice. "Son, it takes a ton of s**t to kill you: and then it's got to fall on your head."

when I was little I believed that you could die before realizing it...amost like that Robert Crane book. You could get hit by a car and you'd think that the car missed you. You would go on living but in another universe you would have died at that instant. this would keep happening an infinate number of times. I also wondered who god's mommy and daddy were.

i used to believe that when you thought of dying someond died

it doesn't seem like a good belief but once i thought of it while around a friend once and he dropped dead..........................................i never recovered ........

I used to believe…

why as a child i thought and believed this, but i believed i would die at the age of 28....
i am now 29, but when i was 28 i did lose my dad and a pregnancy....so, i guess parts of me died.