Fear...

I've got a confession, i am afraid of death. I've never experienced it, thank God, but i am afraid of it. But I have been close to it before. Like this one time i was in a car with my mom driving and me and my siblings were sitting in the back seats. Oh and i clearly remember that we were watching Finding Nemo. But anyway, we were driving home from my moms friends house and my mom sort of forgot the way home. While driving down the dark road in a minivan, my mom got a little nervous. We were driving next to a cornfield. Then, out of nowhere, a deer ran out in front of the van, my mom swerved into the cornfield, we hit a wood pole, and then almost flipped back onto the road. It was scary. Oh and by the way i was eight when it happened.

I am also afraid of family members dieing. Like my siblings and parents, aunts uncles, and anyone else related to me. There has only been one person in my family that i new that died. And that was my last great uncle and most favorite great uncle, uncle Richard. He had been in a hospital for a long time, about a year, before he died. He was hospitalized because he was an avid smoker, and i think he had a type of cancer. Oh and he died at the worst time, when i was on vacation. I had been in Florida or Canada, I can't remember. But we didn't find out until we got back.

That is all that i am afraid of, other than being in complete darkness outside, but most everyone is afraid of that. And that's all i have to say in this journal/blog type thing. See ya next time.