Once again the feeling has overshadowed me, overshadowed my reactions to things.
I just recently lost a friend and I keep having nightmares. Life is short, God made it so when humans sinned an awful lot:They still do.
I remember when I was three, my mum found me crying in the corner in my room.She asked me...
'Why are you crying?'
'Is it true that if you die in sin, you burn in hell fire?'
'well...yea.'
'I can't stop picturing myself burning...' I sobbed.My eyes red and saddened.
I felt that very feeling i had when I lost my friend and it got me thinking...I say i am not afraid of death, well, maybe i am.
There comes life and there comes death, when the chosen go home.I am worried...I hope I can make it.I am hysterical, I can't believe he's gone.He deserved a chance,evryone does.
I recently went to a site about death and was told mathematically that I have sixty years or less to live.Its so not tue,just one of those curious moments.God decides,he always does. I've always thought I'd die much earlier...wished I'd die much earlier anyway.
The thing about death is that you're not afraid of dying, but your human feelings kick in, you're afraid of leaving behind the ones you love,of not being able to watch your generations grow.It's a happier place we go to,sure,but, you just miss what you have.
I just recently lost a friend and I keep having nightmares. Life is short, God made it so when humans sinned an awful lot:They still do.
I remember when I was three, my mum found me crying in the corner in my room.She asked me...
'Why are you crying?'
'Is it true that if you die in sin, you burn in hell fire?'
'well...yea.'
'I can't stop picturing myself burning...' I sobbed.My eyes red and saddened.
I felt that very feeling i had when I lost my friend and it got me thinking...I say i am not afraid of death, well, maybe i am.
There comes life and there comes death, when the chosen go home.I am worried...I hope I can make it.I am hysterical, I can't believe he's gone.He deserved a chance,evryone does.
I recently went to a site about death and was told mathematically that I have sixty years or less to live.Its so not tue,just one of those curious moments.God decides,he always does. I've always thought I'd die much earlier...wished I'd die much earlier anyway.
The thing about death is that you're not afraid of dying, but your human feelings kick in, you're afraid of leaving behind the ones you love,of not being able to watch your generations grow.It's a happier place we go to,sure,but, you just miss what you have.
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