Saturday, June 11, 2011

I've always been afraid to die young. Before you get to do all the things you want to do. And perhaps in a horrible way from the hands of someone else, the last thing you remember. It's horrible to think it can happen to anyone, these people were normal before. They thought about how many children they would have when they grow up and they were worried about what people thought of them. I've wrote a post on my funeral before. But things like this are too scary and unreal to comprehend ever happening to me, or someone close to me. My problems seem so insignificant now.