I have been thinking about death for a month and i have thought a lot of things.
When i was five years ago, i got that my parents will die. When i was seven years old, I got i will die. At that time, i don't understand why people can live so happily without worrying about death. This is incredible. I will leave my relatives, i will leave myself.
But after time goes by, I find i didn't always be worry about love but i don't know why. Maybe it's because of the happiness of life. Maybe it's because of being tired of worrying about death. I don't know.
And now i start to think about death again. What i will feel when i am died. No one will tell us. So the only thing for me to do is to guess. I guess and guess, and find death is so terrible. I guess when i die i won't feel anything. I won't feel my parents, my body and my emotion. The most terrible thing is that i won't feel the existence of mine. I don't know i have lived, and i even can't think about if i know i have lived. I can't feel myself. This is I am afraid of now. I try to understand what kind of feeling is that lost the existence of myself and I figure out it. It just like a long sleeping without a dream. I will feel comfortable just like sleeping. I feel good when i think about it.
But in fact, death is not hunt for someone die. It's for someone do not die. Only someone live will feel the pain of death. When i was born, everyone is laughing except me. When i was die, everyone in crying except me. Death is interesting. Maybe it's not time to worry about my death. When my life is gone, i won't feel pain. But when the people's life who i know is gone, what i will feel. When i was gone, what will others feel.
