The secret to a long life is not to be afraid of anything.
That was the most interesting thing I read on this blog the other day. Apparently a lot of people are afraid of death, especially if it involves a shotgun. I don’t know if that’s true, but I do know that I’m afraid of death. It’s something that I can’t seem to escape. I’m always going to be just a little bit afraid, because I’m not the type of person who has a lot of control over what happens to me.
You can’t blame anyone for being afraid of death. It’s just human nature. It’s something that we all feel. Its like a kind of biological fear that is just the way our brains are wired. It’s something you can’t help feeling when you face a life-threatening situation. However, I can only assume that most of us who are afraid of death have been to war as well.
As a soldier, I have seen and experienced death by gun several times. I have seen it from a distance, from a person I trusted, from a stranger I never met, from a child I barely knew. Its just a physical and emotional thing that we all are. Im not saying that it is a bad thing. What I am saying is that there are some things that we are just not willing to give up.
This is a very big question, but I believe a lot of people feel this way about their fears. In the real world, we would never put someone into a car and drive them to a fire, or into a burning building, or into a fire. We would never allow someone to take their own life. We would never put a person through a traumatic event where they had no control over their actions. That is just how it is.
This is because if you do something so terrible that you can’t even control it, you’re going to be paralyzed for the rest of your life. I know it sounds crazy, but we’re not willing to let our worst fears get in the way of our lives.
In my personal experience, I have witnessed a number of people do terrible things in life, and they made it out the other side. However in the case of the aforementioned fire, I was there when that happened. I was there when that terrible day came and I witnessed the destruction that was caused by the fire. My life was no different either. I was there when it happened and I witnessed the aftermath of their actions.
In this case, though, our worst fears were totally justified. It’s a hard thing to watch a friend die. It’s a terrible thing to witness something like that happen, and it’s even sadder to watch someone you love die. It’s a hard thing to watch someone you care about suffer, and it’s a terrible thing to witness something like that happen.
This past week my best friend died and all I could think about was the fact that I was at my best friend’s funeral. I can’t really say I’m sad, because it was a funeral that we attended together, but I can’t really say that I’m not. I don’t have any friends that my age, and I don’t have any close ones. I am very sad that I lost my best friend, and I am very sad that I will never see him again.
I know what you’re thinking, “well, you can’t cry at a funeral”, but I know when I’m at my friend’s funeral I can. I can cry hard, I can cry hysterically, and I can cry for hours on end. I can cry for days.