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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:58 pm
In my area, there are no big shootouts. There are no gangs and the only gangs that are around are lame and all wannabe so everyone ignores them. So a teenager dying is an odd, odd thing when you think of everything in those terms.
However, there is another potential killer as well. It is called the Snoqualmie River.
There have already been four drownings this weekend. I just recently (as in five minutes ago) found out that one was a girl I knew. I didn't particularly like her (nay, her excessive tanning and all-around bitchy behavior was the topic of much bitching) however she was my age. I'm at a time in my life where nobody thinks that death is a possibility, so it comes to a bit of a shock that a girl my age can die just as easily as I could. This is especially scary because I swim in that river as much as I can during the summer. Her death kind of rattles me.
What do you think about death? When did you first realize that you could die?
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 2:08 am
I don't know when I realised I could die... I remember realising I'm not afraid of death (& since then have had quite a few times where I could well have come close to it & not been fazed).
I figure there's nothing to be afraid of. If there's a heaven, all the good people will be set, if there's a hell, it'll be full of party people, if we become spirits, then heck, I can haunt people for fun!
Worst case scenario, there's nothing. And if there's nothing how will I know it's nothing? How will I know I'm dead? How will I know anything? Even the worst case scenario isn't that bad, because if there's nothing, we won't know about it so who cares?
Why be afraid of something that you have no real control over? It's just a waste of energy. Enjoy your time here while you have it, because whether the afterworld is better, worse, or non-existant, you may as well have fun while you're in this one, right?
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 6:01 am
I agree with Jewel's sentiments. I have thought about my death mzany times in the past, and sometimes even now, but I know that death is only the end of our time on Earth, and that we shouldn't put too much thought into it. Rather, we should spend every waking moment living the day, as if it were our last. Don't be hesitant, do what you want to do, and do it with all the energy you can summon. You never know when it'll hit you that everything you know and love, will be gone in an instant.
Death is inevitable, and all we can do is slow the process, but that shouldn't be a depressing prospect. It should encourage you to live for the day, and to be happy with what you have. Always remember to have fun in this life, and to live it up every second you can, 'cause that's the only real way to lead a full, happy life, with no regrets.
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 6:48 pm
I was dead for 2 minutes and 13 seconds once when I was seven years old. Smothered by smoke when our house caught fire. No brain damage, though it took me several months to fully recover.
I was very lucky that to have been revived, but since then I figured I should enjoy life as much as possible. Next time I die, they may not be able to revive me...
I find the deaths of people I know very disturbing. A friend of mine that I've known since we were in first grade together was just diagnosed with brain cancer. She's going to die, and while I guess I'm okay with it, I still dont want it to happen. She'll be lucky to turn 19 this year. It makes me sad.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 8:09 pm
Death issomething one cannot avoid... And that one should not think too much of. I am overcautious and have still came too close to death several times... Which goes to show it's inevitability.
I cannot explain my biological fear of death or pain. I cannot let death become a specter in my mind. To even bring it up to me just starts and uncomfortable cycle...
I guess I can't contribute too much here, can I?
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 3:39 pm
I descovered death about the time my Grandmother died about 3 years ago. It hit me pretty hard and threw me into an intesnse bout of depression. Though after awhile I guess, like everything, we come to realize it's just another possibility, something else that might happen to you. As for death itself I think it's something that happens you enjoy life while it's good and like a fire slowly but surely it fades out; othertimes it might be snuffed out, but the fire doesn't fear it, now does it? [/poor metaphor] I think dying isn't something to loose sleep over or you're just wasting the time you do have worrying about what'll happen when it runs out.
Basically I think death is something everyone will come to accept and if they don't they damage the quality of an already short life.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 2:29 pm
Back in December, a girl almost exactly my age (she was born maybe two or three days before me) crashed into a tree and died a few hours afterwards. I didn't know her, but everyone at my school was talking about it for days. There were counselors in the library comforting everyone who wanted to go there for grief.
It may have been because her birthday was so close to mine, but it really got me thinking. She did what anyone I know would have. She was late to a school function, she had to get there fast, and her boyfriend wanted to race with her. Everyone speeds and races at my school. I could swear some of them drive 90 in the 40 mph zone. Just knowing that something we do everyday without thinking about the consequences really could kill you hit me hard. (Mind you, I've never gone ten over a speed limit. Well, I pushed 12, but still.)
Well, after that, and pondering now about how I'm older than her now, it really killed my teen invincibility.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 9:47 am
I've been around terminally ill people since I was about 12, maybe 13... Death's just always been there, right around the corner. Waiting patiently.
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