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I thought that life is a dream and when you die you wake up (maybe it's true who knows?)

Naos

Based on that memorable scene from the "Wizard of Oz," I used to believe that people died from shrinking!

Julie

On a bit more of a darker side, when I was little and I first heard my mother say "You're grounded", what I really thought she meant was that she was going to kill me and put me in the ground! --'ground dead'

Scott

My little gramma (my great gramma)died when I was six. I went to the funeral. At that time I thought that if I got to close to her she would wake up and grab me and strangle me. I sat in the back row of course.

Zoe

when i was about 5 me n my friend were playing with make up when she told me if you lick your lips with lipstick on, you die within five minutes.i started counting the last few minutes till of my life with utter panic (i was worried about getting in trouble with my mom for dying!) until she got a tissue to wipe it off and 'save my life', then i had to do everything for her cause she 'saved my life'

kerry

I used to believe that my lego car was a reincarnation of my grandfather. You shoudl have seen my reaction when it was accidentally smashed by my mom. I was devestated and did not talk to anyone for a week.

mainframecentral

Not having any idea what cremation was, I couldn't figure out how my grandpa's skeleton could fit in that little 'vase'.

Jess

I used to hold my breath everytime we drove past a cemetary because if you breathed the bodies would be able to absorb your oxygen and then turn into zombies. Needless to say, if we passed a particularly large cemetary I would be quite purple by the time it was 'safe'. I admit, even now, I sometimes still hold my breath when I pass a cemetary!

Wendy

When i was younger, my mom used to tell me that if i wore my bra to bed I'd get breast cancer. I was very skeptical about this but still felt the need to warn my friends when I learned they slept with theirs on.

Anon

I used to believe that people died on their birthdays. I almost lost a childhood friend because she would brag to me about how she was older than I was (by 1 day), and I would just tartly respond, "That's fine with me, you're gonna die 1 day before me."

June

I believed when I was little that if you breathed in as you went by a cemetery you would suck death in and die. I held my breath whenever I was driven past and flatly refused to walk by - not being able to hold my breath long enough!

Fi

I used to believe everyone died when they turned 100, and they never died before or after.

Anon

My sister and I shared a room when we were younger, my bed was near the door and my sisters was near the window. I was so scared that if someone broke into our house that they would attack me first and my little sister would be able to get away. I no longer wanted to sleep next to the door. Come to find out my little sister was scared of the window for the same reason. So we decided to change sides. Then I believed that I would be saved because the intruder would get my sister first and give me enough time to run. My sister thought the same way!

Laura

I used to believe that when people died, they flew to heaven in their coffins.

PikachuGirl123

When I was younger, I used to think that the visible rays of sun you sometimes see coming out of clouds only came out when someone had died. I thought that the ray of light somehow came down and transported the person to heaven. It was actually kind of a nice thought!

K.B.

I used to believe my parents would die if I didn't say "I love you" to them every time I left the house or went to bed. It was an odd belief and I held it until I was about twelve. I don't know if it I believed it was just that I would regret not having "I love you" be my last words to them or whether I actually believed that they would die if I didn't, but it was an odd view nonetheless.

Anon

My uncle had me convinced that my great grandpa would come back to life if I pulled all the weeds up in his backyard

David

I used to believe that my parents and aunts and uncles visted the graves of their parents so frequently because they were old too, and going to join them there soon.

Kresel

When I was about 6 I was very interested in death - my grandfather having died. Now, some people told me he went UP to heaven, and other people told me he went DOWN into the ground. It took me a while to figure it out - but I did. I just knew that he must have been cut in half in the middle, that his top half had Gladwrap around the bottom of it (to stop his insides falling out), then it was sent up to heaven, and the bottom half went into the coffin and then into the ground.

I still reckon it was good thinking.

Kaye

When I was little I used to believe that Funerals were supposed to be fun because they were FUN-erals. Come to find out it was not fun at all, it was sad. :-(

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