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top belief!
When I was around 12, one of the horses I took care of died. I was really really upset, and then one of the barn moms took me aside and told me that horses were just unicorns that had forgotten that they had horns, and that the horse hadn't died, he'd just remembered what he was and left this world because there wasn't room for magic in it.
Part of me still believes it...
Kat
When I was 10 my Mother's dog passed away. My Mom told me that she had just died at home in her sleep and that my Dad and Grampy brought her to the vet to be buried. (She didnt want to tell me that they had to make the hard decision to put her to sleep--they didnt want me blaming them for her death). When I was 20 years old my Mom was talking to my friend about her old dog and made the statement, "When we had Tammy put to sleep" I was mortified! I wouldnt have been upset that she was put to sleep because death was death to me, but the fact that for 10 years I believed she died underneith the dining room table and had to be brought to the doctors" My Mom had no idea I still believed that years later.
Nikki
Up until I was about seven or eight years old, if one of the family pets died, my parents would never tell me what happened, but would say that the animal went to live on a farm. So, I believed that there were farms that cats and dogs would go to live along with the other farm animals.
Theres a graveyard back where I used to live, where I grew up, and when i was about 5 or so (think id seen the lion king 1 too many times) I used to think there was an elephants graveyard over a fence i couldnt see over...and i believed it until i was old enough to see over the fence - so a good 7 years i was fooled!
HitcH
top belief!
when I was 5 My Gran when to the vet with her cat Jessabell. When she came back without her I asked where jessabell had gone. My Gran told me she had taken her to cat collage and would return when I was 11. I believed this so when I woke Up in the morning I looked for Jessabell and when I couldn't find her I asked "Did you remember to pick Jessabell up?" Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy
Animal Lover
When I was a child, I understood that a dead animal was gone forever and never coming back; I also knew that "put to sleep" meant the pet had to be euthanized because it was sick or injured. However, I do have a distinct memory of believing that animals went to heaven after they died--bodies and all! So it was puzzling to me that dead animals on the roadside didn't vanish into thin air, or that skeletons of animals could be dug up later on.
Vivienne
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My cousins pet rat - Ratty - died when she was four. They buried Ratty in the garden and had a funeral for her. Bethany turned to her Mum and asked "If we water Ratty will she grow back?"
Gem
top belief!
When I was little (5 or 6 at most), I found a dead bird in the yard. I picked it up and brought it in to my dad, who yelled at me about the germs and told me to throw it back outside and wash my hands. I was so upset, because I had the firm belief that my dad could bring the poor birdy back to life. I mean...he could do everything else. Why not that?
Tina
My mother used to tell me and my sister, that the kitty or puppy or whatever it may be on the side of the road, well he "is just sleeping", when in reality he is dead. I have past that on to my 4 yr. old as well. It is a big joke in my family.
April W.
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When I was younger, my chicken got hit by the UPS truck. After that, I thought the UPS peoples' job was to go hit animals and then drive them off to a cemetary
top belief!
When I was about 5 or 6, I had just returned to Florida from a vacation in New York to visit my family up there. However, upon my return, my bird was nowhere to be found. I asked my parents about it, and they told me that the bird was jealous of me getting to go visit my family, so he went on vacation to visit his. I fully accepted this, and never gave it another thought. About 10 years or so later, I was sitting around with some friends, discussing family pets, and I mentioned having birds as a child. I started trying to remember what had happened to my bird, when I remembered the whole vacation story, and realised the bird never exactly came back from "vacation". I called up my mom, and sure enough, it was just a story they told to protect a young child from suffering the loss of a pet...
kimmis
I was about five and my sisters dog had died. I was very sad about this. My mom told me the dog was in heaven and that if I were to talk to him he would be able to hear me and that he would write a letter back.She also told me if I got lucky he might say something back. I would talkto him every night and every night my mom would write a letter back to me, or every once in a while my dad would talk to the cracks of the door. A couple years later I decided to try again and see if it worked. It didn't. I told my mom and she confessed that it was her all along. Of course I didn't believe her and I continued to talk to my dog with no reply back.
Racheal
When I was about 4 we had a cocker spaniel named Buffy who died. I had a clear image in my head of Buffy's head becoming detatched from her body and being carried off by kind of a cartoonish looking comet that shot five pointed stars out the back and slowly drifted away from her body. And I believed that was how she died as if I had witnessed it myself. All of my parents friends would ask me how Buffy had died, and I would say, "she got her head chopped off," and they would kind of awkwardly laugh to each other about it. Eventually I asked and it turns out she died of heart worms.
Paul
A few months ago I watched a TV series that featured Soldiers in America that believed you could kill Goats by staring at them.My son must have heard some of this,and when we visited a farm in the summer a whole crowd of people were laughing at some young Goats who were really trying hard to jump on some high rocks,but kept falling off.He got really upset,thinking the crowd were making the goats fall off,and he shouted at them"Why don't you stare a bit harder and kill 'em all"!!
top belief!
When I was young, my very old dog had to be put to sleep. We were with him, and the injection the vet used was a bright pink fluid. From that day on, I refused to wear, buy, or even look at anything pink, because I thought the pink itself had killed him.
Rew
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This is not strictly my belief, but hey. When I was 8, my hamster died and my 2 next door neighbours came round (aged 6 and 8) and we all had a funeral. My parents couldn't find a box to put the hamster in, so they eventually put it in an envelope. So there we all are standing round the hole and my parents are trying to be very solemn, when my 6 year old neighbour looks at the envelope and asks plaintively, "Are you going to send it back to the shop?". I am very proud of my parents for not keeling over with laughter.
top belief!
I used to believe that when my fish died and we flushed them, they would go out to the ocean and live again, free.
Kara
top belief!
My Dad always told me the dead animals by the road were just taking a nap.
Also, once there was a dead cat in the canal behind our house and he told me it was bobbing for fish.
Ginger
In the summer my mum dried watermelon(green) seeds on a dish near the window, I used to believe that she left dead ladybirds drying in the sun.
when i was born i found my parents keeping cattle,ship, goats, horses and dogs and i believed that i have to die so that i could have my own farm in heaven with our dead animals.
Ralph
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