death: people

My dad died when I was 7 and was cremated. I didnt go to the funeral, but found out that cremated meant burnt, I thought they built a big bonfire and flung the body on. The worse thing, it wasnt until I was about 18 that I found out that it didnt happen like that !!

When I was little I used to believe that a suicide was when someone died by falling into a sewer. For a long time I remember looking through the holes in the mancovers to make sure there were no dead bodies.

when i was little i used to think that once you died and were put in your coffin that you would still be alive and have a TV and Mini bar and all that untill i went to a funeral and discoverd otherwise

I used to believe that when people died, they turned into stones. The reason for this is because I saw at the graveyards, people had their gravestones on their graves... sad but true.

When I was younger, I used to think that coffins were cans that you put dead people in so that other people can eat them like sardines... So when my uncle died, and I went to his funeral, I cried and I asked my mum "Are people going to eat uncle Joe?!"

In my neighborhood we have notelephone poles, or wires or anything running along the outsides of the houses. All the wires are run underground. Out by my driveway in the ground there is a thing for the electrical companies to get to the wires if they need to. I used to think that this was my Grandpa Tony's grave. I used to pray by it, & place dandelions that i had picked from my yard on top.

My father's mother died when I was little. She was a rowdy opinonated German woman who drank a lot of beer. She scared me most of the time because of her loud voice. When she died, people at the funeral kept telling me, "Even though you can't see her, she'll always be looking after you."

I thought that was terrible. I felt like I could never do anything in private because of that. I used to sneak cans of beer up to my room, and leave them on the windowsill, hoping they would distract her while I played with my dolls.

When I was about 7 I went up Blackpool Tower with my mum and dad and asked what would happen if you threw yourself off the top. My dad said you would end up on the street below as jam. For years I thought you actually turned into jam somehow on the way down. I feel really stupid now for ever thinking this.

As a child, my grandmother used to talk to me about life. One day, as I sat on her knees, she caressed my face and told me that she, too, would someday be leaving us to go to Heaven. Thinking I could fix this, and that I could at least save my mother, I went to her and said that I wouldn't have kids! When she asked why, I answered that this way she couldn't die... that only grandparents died.

my brother used to believe that the vases in cemeteries, the ones with the holes in, were microphones that you could speak to dead people through

When I was young, I really used to believe that 'R.I.P.' (on a gravestone) meant 'Return If Possible.'

Up till about the age of 10, I used to think that a cemetary was a place where they buried people in cement, and the grass was just on top.

I believed that when some one died they became skeletons right away, So when my nana died I did not want to see her.

When i was smaller i used to think that the people were sleeping and needed to be kissed by a prince.
(Fairy Tales screw kids up huh?)

I used to believe that funerals were a place you went to buy fruit.

When my grandfather died, my father was trying to comfort my young brother by conveying to him in simple terms the idea of an eternal soul.
So he explained "It is only his body that has died."
For the following months, my poor brother believed in all seriousness that somewhere, our grandfather's disembodied head lived on.