When I was a stupid religious kid I wasn't afraid of dieing because I thought I would go to heaven (or at least a better place) and be with all my family who had already passed away. Now as a nonreligious, stupid young adult I'm very afraid of death because I don't know what to expect. What if the instant you die you go through some sort of unimaginable, sci-fi type of pain? Or maybe it wouldn't hurt at all. There's no way of knowing and I find that frighting. If I knew for certain I was going to die I might be so scared I might wet my self. That would be most embarrassing.
So I'd rather not know.
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