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When I was very little, I had an Aunt Minnie who was always very sick. She was near death at one point, and my mom suggested that I write her a get well card. Here's what I wrote: "Dear Aunt Minnie, I hope you did not die. If you did, please write me back soon. Love, Amanda"

Amanda

i used to believe that souldiers came out of tombstones in cemetries when something bad was happening.I dont why i started believing this or why i stopped believning it.

moe thelawn

I used to believe that when you died your body would kinda crack open in a line over head down your shoulders and arms and so on for the blood to get out. I have no idea where I got that idea from.

Kimberly

I used to believe that it was bad to look at a grave yard coz you might die quicker so I used to always cover my eyes when passing them.

Ales

Someone told me that I would die from blood poisoned if I got ink stains on my hands. A couple of days after being stained, I would see a blue line developing from the stain, and I'd be dead when the blue line reached the heart! I was terrified!

B

I used to think that my parents would die before they got home. So I used to believe that if I just said something like: "I hope my parents don´t die" to god, many, many times they wpuld get home safe.
But they always did so I don´t know if it helped or was just something in my head.

Krib

My dad would drive past a funeral palour on our way home from school and it was called 'Docking Funerals' I thought for years that you had to dock a funeral when sombody died.

chris

i used to believe that i could avoid death by locking myself in a closet.

babie

When my grandad died I was only 4 years old. My mum told me that he was needed by God to paint the skies blue as he was a painter and decorator. When ever there was a brilliant blue sky I would look up and say to my parents and my nan that it was grandad's shift starting!

Laura

My friends fooled my to touch a wire by a telephone pole and said that I would die before the end of the week afterwards. I was really scared!

Krickan

I belived that you could died if you laid your hair in the wrong way. If you one day had your fringe in the wrong direction you would die at night! My older friends were really good at keeping me beliv in this...

Krickan

As a kid I used to believe that the flower holders in cemetaries were for the dead people to come out of their coffins to take a drink from after they were filled up by relatives when they left flowers.

Lesley G

The old vicar of our parish church is buried near the boundary of the churchyard - you can see the grave clearly from the road. At primary school, many of us believed that if you went to the churchyard at midnight on the anniversary of his death and said the right words (unfortunately for amusement purposes I cannot now remember them) you would see his ghost fall from the top of the church spire and into his grave.

I don't know where we got the idea he had topped himself by jumping off the spire, but many of us believed this for years. It was only as a teenager that my parents disabused me of this notion.

Anon

I belived that when someone died they would be watching down on you from above....fair enough! But it led to a strange paranoia about whether or not they were watching me whilst I was on the toilet.....

Nicola

I thought the cremations were for people that wanted their love ones buried at home.

Helen

When my granded died I thought he turned into a daffodil. He would buy me dresses in my dreams and I would search for them in the morning and be shocked that they weren't there. Sometimes I was scared of daffodils because I thought my grandad was angry that I had lost the dresses.

Anon

At my first ever camping trip I was horrified to see a small piece of burnt twig in the potato billy. I pointed this obvious hygiene hazard to the scoutmaster. He simply used his knife to flick the offending ember out of the boiling water and offered the following advice. "Son, it takes a ton of s**t to kill you: and then it's got to fall on your head."

John