people

At the split second you die, you actually get transported to a parallel universe where you witness your survival.

MDC

I used to hold my breath every time a stranger passed me on the streets because I thought that if they had cancer and I breathed in their air, I would get cancer too...and I would hold my breath as long as I could in old people's houses, because I thought the weird smell was death, and I would breath it in and die sooner.

Kyla

i use to believe that if u went to a cemetery and stole the dead ppls flowers they would come out of the ground and kill you.

Jackie

When I was in kindergarten, we used to listen to this moody song at naptime called Inchworm. A beautiful female voice sings solemnly, while a group of children whisper the chorus. I hope these lyrics refresh your memory.

Inch worm, inch worm
Measuring the marigolds
Could it be, stop and see
How beautiful they are

(Chorus of kids:)
Two and two are four
Four and four are eight
Eight and eight are sixteen
Sixteen and sixteen are thirty-two

So, one day at Grandma's house, I’m flipping through channels on the TV, with the volume down, and Inchworm is stuck in my head. I come across Pink Floyd's The Wall on one channel. It's the scene where the kids are falling off the conveyor belt, into the shredder, and being ground into hamburger meat. I instantly associated "Inchworm" with the image of the ground meat oozing from the shredder and believed that this was a documentary about kids who were bad at school.

Matte

When my Uncle Ben died (although he wasn't really my Uncle Ben, he was a freind of the family)my brother and I thought that he was in the attic (or to get to him, we would have to go through the attic) and so we treid to get up there. We talked about making something out of string to get us up there, and I put some brie in a bag, so that we wouldn't starve. We never did get up there, and the brie was forgotten about until my brother smelt it. It was thrown out, and the bag was washed.
We also thought that to get to him, we had to fill our selves with air. We had a balloon pump, so I put the nosle in my brothers mouth (I let him go fisrt, incase somthing bad happend) and I pressed on the pump. it didn't work, and we were disapointed.

Charlotte

My parents once told me that people went to heaven when they died. For years I believed that their body went up to heaven after the funeral and the family buried the box they had been in. Don't know how the body got up there, though...

Anon

when i was a kid, my dad told me if i stepped on a needle, it would go through my veins and pop my heart. i believed it till i was an adult!

Anon

When I was younger, I asked my dad when people died. He told me that you died when you were one-hundred years old and that you would be reborn from the womb again. I started crying because I didn't want to go in the womb again for some strange reason, but that's another story.

I seemed to then be under the idea that when you turned one-hundred you died the night of your birthday. I thought that you'd have a huge party with your friends and family and then you'd die in your sleep.

Sophie

When I was 3 I believeed you can only die on your brithday.

Samuel

I used to believe that a person could die within a day if they swallowed ink from a pen. One day, I thought I was a goner when, while biting the end of an ink pen stick, the ink spilled into my mouth and covered my tongue, teeth and gums. I ran into the kitchen screaming, "HELP ME, MOMMY!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!" while crying the biggest tears ever. She was shocked at first because everything in my mouth was blue, but she quickly acted and started rinsing my mouth. Later that day, I noticed her talking to my father and they both were laughing. It wasn't until years later that I learned they had been laughing about me and the ink.

Flameminx

Up until the age of seven, when I saw any animal or human dying, I always thought they were REALLY dying. My dad loved to watch shoot 'em up movies, and sometimes I would walk in when someone was getting shot. I used to believe this was the way the people executed the prisoners. Honest!

Quackers

i used to believe that when you die your body would morph into another person and that is how people were made i didnt realise about how women give birth until i was 7!!! my friend told me that you didnt get to choose who you morphed into so i was worried that i would turn into an ugly, grumpy old man but excited because i thought i might turn into someone famous or a cartoon character!

melisa=k

I used to believe that dead people at their funeral had their legs chopped off because they were covered with the casket.

Krysta

My nan used to take me and my brother to the Cemetary when we where little and she told us that if we walked on peoples graves their hands would come up and pull us under...never to return!

Anon

When I was younger, I used to believe that the shapes in the clouds were the people or animals that had just died and were saying goodbye to everyone on their way to heaven.

Kristina

When My Granny died. I was told that Britney Spears killed her. I tried to call the police twice, and when I was caught twice, I got convined that my family was in with it and that they were trying to kill me, so I wouldn't let my mum or dadtake me any where, eg. out shopping, visiting relitives, I also refusd to eat any dinner and bought food in the local shop. This went on for about a month.

Stupid Clóda

I used to believe that when people died they would go to heaven and be able to see everything I did...one of my mom's best friend died when i was bout 7 and anytime i did something embarrassing or felt like i was doing something i shouldnt (even if i was alone) i felt even worse because i thought she was watching me...so sometimes i would think not to do something because i didnt want her friend to see me but then i would always wonder if she could hear my thoughts as well...

MariC

I used to think that in mass when they read out the anniversary's of people, that it meant thier wedding anniversary's! until i found out it meant how long they had been dead!

Natalie

I used to believe that babies where really old people that had 'turned young again' and that graveyards where only there for decoration. I believed this until my dad gave my sister, brother and me 'the talk'

Kayleigh

wen i was about 6 my big sister told me that if i lay in bed so my feet were at the bottom a wicked witch would drag me by my feet under the bed and kill me i berlived it till i was 10 i used to sleep curled in a ball i still to this day dont like streching out in bed lol

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