Death is All Around Me
So the past few weeks have been weird as hell... We had to put chocolate (my dog) to sleep. Elana my older sister had to put him down while we were on a plane to Mexico and we didnt find out till we got there. We didnt even get to say goodbye, how much does that suck. Then when I got home from Mexico, the next day I noticed a fire engine and a million cop cars at a house next door. I thought they had a little fire. Turns out the girl that lives there who I went to highschool with, passed away. Then last night my mom comes into work, which she never does, and informs me that my Aunt Charlotte has passed away. My parents are currently on a plane to Buffalo for the funeral. Is it me or is everyone just dying around me? All of this stuff makes me think... what does happen to us in the after life? I hate thinking about that kinda stuff because that is a debate that will never be settled. I hate that I have to restart school feeling so uneasy. I have this like pit feeling in my stomach and I hate it. I understand that death is a part of the circle of life but that doesnt mean I have to necessarily accept it.