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When I was 10, I belived that wild animals never died unless they were eaten or killed unnaturaly, I belived this until I found a dead fox in the woods.
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Once time my cat caught a baby rabbit, and I managed to get the rabbit off of the cat before it died. I kept it in a cardboard box and tried to nurse it back to health, but it died within a day. I had just watched the movie Return to Oz where Dorothy cried over the dead Pumpkin Head, and when her tears fell on him he came back to life. So I made a bed for the dead rabbit in the bottom drawer of my dresser and I took it out regularly to hold and cry over in the hopes that it would come back to life. I remember after it died it got stiff and then the next day, after I had cried over him, his joints had loosened up, so I thought that the tears-thing was working! I didn't know then that rigor mortis is only temporary.
I didn't remember this but my mother told me that the rabbit actually started to smell and that is how she discovered that I was keeping it in my bottom drawer! Yick!
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When I was about 10 me and my friend used to walk around collecting dead mice in the winter. Because they were just frozen, we thought we could just put a couple of blankets over them, and they would be alive again. The only problem now is that it actually worked once.....
This isn't my belief, but my cousins.
One time when I was little I felt like really play a trick on my younger cousin, so I told her that when animals die they leave a copy of themselves where they died and then they flyed up to dog heaven, cat heaven, mouse heaven or what ever kind of animal they were.
My cousin said she wanted to see when the dead animal would fly up to heaven, but then I said that they only did it when she was asleep.
And she really belived my for years and years to come.
I had a cat named Rajaa (like in Aladdin) whom I loved with all my heart, dispite the scars and scratch marks on my body. My mother and I are not religious and very open so naturally when my cat died she told me she had sent him to a nice lesbian couple on a ranch. I believed that until I was 13 and I am now 15. For years I always laughed at the picture of the things my poor kitty would see.
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my grandpa & i found a frozen lizard while camping. he put it on the rocks next to the fire to "defrost", when i woke up the next morning the lizard was gone, grandpa said it un-froze and ran off - i still believe him!
When I was eleven, we found a large male tom cat. I named him Melcolme. He loved to go outside and play with my female cat, Divinchi. One winter night Melcolme and Divinchi went out to play, and Melcolme never came back. Mum told me that his real owner came to cliam him. I believed it. When I was 12 I found out the truth. Melcolme got hit by a car. I was in anguish over it. I loved him a lot. I cut up all of my best Pokemon cards because I thought that it would somehow bring him back.
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When i was about 6 there was a neighborhood cat i named "Grey" (because he was all grey). Since he was at our house so much, i thought he lived with us, although he pretty much lived nowhere. One week he stopped coming around, and then there was a cat on a tv commercial that looked just like him. I thought that he had gone to Hollywood to be on tv. I really beleived this until i was old enough to realize he had probably died. Last year (when i was 30), when my mom finally told me that she found him that winter, dead and frozen under the front porch. I'm still traumatized by finding out like that.
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I used to believe that when my fish died and floated to the top, it was playing dead.
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when my first goldfish died, my mom flushed him down the toilet. when i asked her where he would end up, she said heaven. about an hour later, she found me screaming into the toilet, "hello?...god..please take good care of my fishy!"
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I used to believe that if you buried your pets in your backyard that they'd come back to life and try to come in your house. Therefor, it was always wise to bury your dead pets in someone else's backyard (unless you were fond of the undead).
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I grew up moving around because my father was in the Military. My dog Chester died when I was six and my parents told me had been stationed elsewhere and that he had been given orders to ship out to Cleveland. It seemed perfectly logical at the time so I fully believed them and was perfectly content with that answer for quite some time.
When I was little, we had a dog named Sebastian who had hemophelia. Well, one day we wer playing with him, and the next he was gone. My dad and mom told me that he had died and gone to Heaven. At the time I didn't know that he had a disease. So, what really happened was he tripped in a hole while chasing after a stick, and it jabbed into his throat. And he bled to death.
My goldfish was looking a bit wobbily and sick - I knew a few harsh facts of life and understood that sometimes pets had to be "put to sleep" and that this was for the best - so I flushed it. It wasn't until a few years later that I realised I had forgotten to kill it first.
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My Dad told me that the big bales of hay wrapped in plastic sitting in the fields on farms were cow eggs.
i used 2 believe that once my hamster had died and come back alive the fact nearly evry month for a year i had a different hamster i always was told it was a special cangy coulr hamster no 1 thought 2 tell me it was a different hamster Did they?? well i know know but i musta had about 15 Sammi`s the hamster!
My pet rabbit got real sick and one day when I was at school, it died. When I came home, it was already buried. My mom said the vet came over and put it to sleep. I found out years later, that my dad had shot it and put it out of its misery. I was blown away (no pun intended.)
When I was 6, my mom took my sister and I on a trip. When I came back, 20-some of our barn cats were gone and only a few remained. My father said he put an ad in the paper and a bunch of really nice people came and adopted them. Much later in life I found out he 'donated' them to the university for disection and experiments.
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When my niece was around 3 her rabbit died. She was upset because no one would tell her what had really happened. She ended up going to my husband and asking him. He told her that her bunny had gone to college and that it would come back in 5 years after graduating as a full grown rabbit. She still believes it and is counting down the days until she's 8 (She'll be 7 in November).
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I once overheard my older sister telling her son that the dead dog lying by the side of the road wasn't really dead, it just had the air let out of it.
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