Death is a reality that we will have to face at some point in our lives. It can come at any time even if we are not prepared. It is not something to fear, it is a natural part of life and everything that is alive must die. I believe that when I die I will go on to some sort of afterlife. Whether it is heaven or hell I am not sure of. I want to live life with no regrets, and tell the people I love that I love them everyday so if one day I die unexpectedly I will know that I lived my life to the fullest.
The first time I remember death really affecting me was when I was fourteen, the summer before my freshman year in high school. I had a friend who had died in a car wreck; her mother and brother were also killed. Her older brother was driving the car with her father in the front seat and they were on the way home from a long tri
When I was a sophomore in high school my boyfriends father had hepatitis which he contracted from a blood transfusion. He was very ill for the year I knew him. He was bed ridden, and all he slept most of the time. He tried to commit suicide many times, but was never successful. After a long struggle with he finally passed away. I think it was good that he finally got to be relieved from his pain. I only wish that it could have happened earlier for him. I remember wishing that their were something someone could do to help him move on. I believe that his death made me believe in euthanasia. Watching someone suffer for a year, and it was longer than that, but that was all I got to see was a terri
p when her brother fell asleep at the wheel and drove into a ditch where their car flipped killing the three sitting in the back seat of the car. I remembe
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