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I use to believe that if I baptised kittens they would go to cat heaven.
When i was little, my parents would tell me to be good because my uncle was in Heaven with Jesus and they could see everything I did. So, I would always grab a towel and cover up with it whenever I would go to the bathroom or change so that they couldn't see me naked.
When I was little, I thought Heaven was a serene peaceful place that was all white with soft light and a white fog covered the ground. There were people in white robes lying on the ground here and there but they would get up and step over each other to go to the bathroom.
I used to believe that if I could find a ladder long enough, I could climb up to the sky, look through the holes there (the stars) and see heaven on the other side.
When I was about 4, I used to believe that Hell was under our house, and if I was in the bathtub while the drain was open, I would go down the drain to Hell. If someone pulled the plug while I was in there I would jump out and run away, completely naked! And whenever my dad would go underneath the house, I though he was going into Hell.
I thought that if you wore the colour red, you would go yo hell.
when I was younger, I believed that when you died, you stood next to God and He would look through a ViewMaster that had scenes from your life. On that he would decide if you got into heaven.
When I was about 7, I believed that this big hill beside the hospital in my town was heaven. It was so big to me back then, so I thought that this was the only place heaven could possibly be. I would say hello to God and Jesus every time we drove by.
When I was a kid, before my parents said anything about Heaven and Hell and all that, I used to believe that, after you die, your simply born again, as a baby, then you live your life again. I find this very odd, since before that, I had never even heard about reincarnation, I came up with it on my own.
I used to think that when you died, you spent a period of time in heaven, and then went to hell -- sort of a reverse purgatory. This came from the fact that this was what happened in that "Found a Peanut" song (where the guy eats a rotten peanut and dies) when my mom sung it.
After reading a label on a small bottle of Holy Water, I thought it could bring my dead grandfather back to life. I didn't dare try it though, I guess I was too scared. I only realized it a few years later after reading the label again.
I used to think that God would carry a giant golden book around with everyone's name in it and put a little green check by the names of people who were going to heaven.
If you have ever seen those big capped off PVC pipes that stick up out of the ground ( I don't know what they are), well I used to think that those were pipes that lead to hell and that if you ever took the cap off that fire would come out, oh yeah, and rollie pollie bugs were from hell because they were always around one of those pipes that was at my daycare.
I used to believe if you let go of a balloon outside that it would float up to heaven for the children waiting to be born.
I used to belive I could be Jesus's girlfriend when I died.
I used to believe that when you died, you immediately became a ghost. good people went to live with God in heaven, + he gave them wings as a reward, so that's where angels came from. Devils were bad people who were given horns + pointy tails so they looked like Satan. if you weren't especially one way or the other, you would be allowed to choose whether to become a ghost, a zombie, or a vampire.
I did wonder why someone eeeeevil enough to want to go round sucking people's blood didn't go straight to Hell, but... well, God moves in mysterious ways.
I also thought that lava comming out of volcanoes was hot because Hell was down there...
When I was little my grandmother told me that heaven was what ever you wanted it to be. At that time I used to think it would be great if it was nothing but a big carnival where you didn't have to pay for any rides and could eat anything you wanted to eat (without getting sick of course). As I grew older my visions of what I thought it would be neat to have as heaven changed, I even thought about it after I learned about religion at times...kind of a "what if" thing.
When i was 8 or so, my friend told me that wonce you die your sprit can die, and then it became a mega sprit (so on). So i allways thot that wonse you get throu with all the stages you come back to life and you remember it all. so i went around asking people what it was like
When I was little I used to believe that the rays of sunlight coming between the clouds were how people got to heaven. The ray would rech their grave and thier spirit would float up to heaven.
When I was little a thought that if you believed in god the first easter after death, you would come be reserected.