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i used to believe thqat the biggest cloud in the sky was heaven... and i thought that when the sun went down, and u could see stars.... they were al the ppl that had died, looking down on us
when i was little i used to think that sun rays that showed in the sky were people who had died and were going up to heaven.
I used to believe that if you went high enough you could walk on the clouds and there would be angels and castles and dead people so you could visit heaven anytime. Of course, I didn't know that you could actually get as high as the clouds in an airplane.
I used to think if you went to hell you would become a "bad angel" and could walk through fire and not get hurt.
I believed the line on your arm when you bend it meant you were reincarniated. It was when God sewed you together in your new body.
When I was little, I had the theory that if you dive down head first into the groud you would get transported to a firey place and you could do anything you wanted. All of my freinds I ever known would be there and the pain I felt in the real world would all be gone and everything would be good. I don't know where I got thats from. I acully thought about trying that a few times to! Luckily I didnt though
I used to believe that if I just prayed hard enough, God would give me a special glimpse into what Heaven was *really* like in my dreams at night. I thought he would come down and literally take me up to Heaven and get me back down to my house by morning. I could never figure out why this didn't happen.
When I was 6 years old, my grandmothers dog died and a week later my Grandfather died. I remember my dad trying to explain to me that now both the dog and my grandpa were together in Heaven and that heaven is a beautiful place where they could look down at us. Well I thought the moon was beautiful and what better place to look down at us then from the moon. So I looked up to the moon to pray to my grandfather and saw him and the dog's shape in the mooon, (of course now I know that those are the moons craters not the shapes of my loved ones!!)
I thought Heaven was just a big cloud up in the sky and you could see it from an airplane.
I use to think if you put your ear to the ground you can hear hell down there.
When I was a kid, my family lived 5 miles from Cheyenne Mountain, home of Norad. At 8 or 9 I had a lot of fear about nuclear war because we knew we were one of the first targets and we had air raid drills (not duck and cover) at school. Since my mom worked, I was afraid we kids would be home alone in piles of grey, flaky fallout. I asked Mom if the Russians dropped The Bomb, how would she get home from work to get us? I found her reply very comforting: "Don't worry, honey, if they drop the bomb, we'll all be instantly vaporized and we'll meet up in heaven."
I was told that relatives who die could 'watch over you from heaven'; every now and again, this thought creeps into the back of my mind, especially when doing something embarrassing or private. I wonder, 'who's watching me now?' I think this explanation of the afterlife could cause people to be paranoid, or at least add fuel to the fire....
I used to believe that if you dug in the ground deep enough that eventually you would find the door to hell.
My mom used to tell me that in heaven you just have to snap your fingers and you would get whatever you wanted. Well at the time my favorite food was marshmallows, and to this day whenever i think about death or heaven, i picture a Marshmallow Land, with marshmallow floors and seats and to eat.
When I was 10 and watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince in theaters with Dad and my brother Shaan, when Snape said "No! He belongs to the Dark Lord!" I thought he was talking to Harry and I thought he meant that Dumbledore belongs to the Devil and is in hell.
I used to believe that life was everybody waiting in a big room like a restaurant, and St. Peter was the person that called the names of the people that had died. Then his assistant would put you in an elevator, and depending on if you'd been good/bad, you would to upwards for Heaven or downwards for Hell.
once when i was walking home from school i was bragging to my best friend's older brother about something (i dont remember what it was), and he asked me, "do you swear to god?". i said yes and he said that if i was lying, i would automatically go to hell. i was absolutely freaked out that my eternal soul was in peril, and i prayed for my salvation the rest of the way home.
when I was 5 or 6 I remember my mom explaining Heaven as a place "in the sky" where a person's soul goes when he /she dies. I spent a lot of time checking out clouds, I always imagined them as being some sort of transport system for all the dead souls.
I truly thought I saw people at the edges of the clouds as if waiting to get to someplace-heaven perhaps? hmmm maybe I have the shining...
I used to believe that when someone dies they becomae a cloud and choose a person they want to be a gaurdian angel to...and thenthey watch over that person and float around the sky over them.
My mommy told me that in Heaven all you eat is honey buns and milk. Let me tell you, I couldn't wait to go to Heaven.
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