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My brother and I thought that you burped before you died, so whenever we played dead we'd let out a huge belch and drop to the ground.
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My brother and I thought that you burped before you died, so whenever we played dead we'd let out a huge belch and drop to the ground.

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I used to believe that if you were going to die, a person dressed in white would come to your hospiotal bed and say these words that have always stayed in my head, "Tamova, ray, tamova, ray!"
I don't know what it means but I have believed that since I was two, I AM NOW 14! (I don't believe it now)
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i used to believe that people live forever until my brother told me the truth. i got nightmares for a week.
i thought my great nan had died by flying a kite near a plyon and getting it chaught and she climbed up to get it, but in fact she died of natural causes. i also had just leant about being eletricuted by pylons and it was a dream.
When I was little I thought that you could die inside, or you would bump your head when your spirit ascended. My mom wasn't sure what to tell me about this, since she thought I probably felt pretty safe inside.
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i used to believe that if you dide i your dream,you would die in real life
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when i was young, i used to believe that after people died ,angels took there souls and trapped them in the sky as stars.Thats why stars are countless. :)
when i was around 4 i used to see the face of my mom's dad who had passed away when i was just a baby. i would see his face while we were driving in the car in the faint blueness of the mountains in the distance. i remember feeling peaceful...like he was looking after us.
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i used to believe that if i strung beads to make a necklace, some will enter my mouth by accident and kill me. i stopped making bead necklaces since then >.<
i used to believe that heaven was just a place people went when thwey died, so when my aunt died i said "i want to die so i can go to heaven and see my aunt again" and i was 8 when my mom explained to me that i wouldn't exactly see my aunt when i died.
when i was little i used to think that when a man came and tapped you on the shoulder it was your time. i thought that you couldent cheat death. now im 16 and i still believe you cannot cheat death.
When I was young my friends and I used to believe that there were dead people in a house that was in our school, and we never went closer to the house...
I used to believe that when u died people would u know go to the funeral bury u and all that then after a week or so you would go back to life but noone knew you were there.
When I was young (around 5) my family fought alot and my brother has anger problems so I was always afraid he'd end up killing my mom or vice versa.
I used to believe that when you died, it had to be on your birthday or on a day close to your birthday.
i used to believe they really killed on drama or movie
When i was little i thaught that when humans die they have to stick theyre tounge out if not theyre ok
When I was little, I believed that when you died, you came back to earth as another person, except you were in a higher order, until you had to start all over again when you couldn't go any higher. So sometimes, when I was listening to my Britney Spears CD, I'd yell "I WAS HER NOT TOO LONG AGO!"
I still believe this. Hopefully I'll get to be as rich as Donald Trump with Carmen Elecktra's looks one day :)
My friends had dared me to put one of my dad's disposable razers against my throat, which I did, I thought I was going to die that night.
I used to believe that if you listen a voice calling your name and reply, and nobody answer, its the death who was calling you; And some nights, I listened somebody calling me, but nobody was near of my bedroon, so I runned very fast to my bed, under my bedspreat, and stayed there all the night.
After seeing the video for "Thriller" by Michael Jackson, I believed that blood made you die. For a while, any time I got a cut or scrape that caused me to bleed, I took this as a sign of my impending death! My mother informed me, years later, that I would become so upset, I would work myself up to the point where I was crying to hard to breathe, and I would pass out! (It freaked her out the first few times, then she just got used to it, it didn't carry on very long)