chelsea
Prompt 1 (15 minutes): What happens after a person dies? do you have any hopes? fears?
After someone dies the pain stops. Nobody can hurt you anymore. I do not fear being dead. I fear a long drawn out death. To waste away for years doing nothing but waiting for life to end would be a more torturous death than anything I can imagine. The only thing I fear more than dying slowly would be to die prematurely. As an 18-year-old, so far I am simply disposable. While I may have impacted a few specific lives, to the world as a whole I am insignificant. I don’t want to die until I am significant to at least one small piece of the world. I’ve given a lot of thought to the way I might die, primarily because it is illustrated in my nightmares every night. Falling in front of a train, being eaten alive, starving to death, drowning, and being brutally murdered are all options I’ve considered. A person’s death should match their life. A terrible person deserves a terrible death. I don’t fit in. Society has rejected me because I have rejected it, and I am now an outcast, a freak. Why shouldn’t my death be freakish to match? I do not live in fear of this unusual occurrence. Dying might do me a favor. Putting an abrupt halt to this life I hate and taking me somewhere safe would be a blessing. I don’t know where I’ll go when I die. I was raised a Methodist, believing in Heaven and Hell, but also believing God was forgiving and loving enough to never send one of his children to the latter. I now disagree. I believe that we are now living through Hell as a test to get to Heaven. We just don’t know because no one has ever come back.
