Parent’s Death
There are many things that terrify me.
The thing that scares me the most is my parents dying.
The fear from them dying originated from my grandpa’s death back in 2009.
I worry if they will become sickly and weak.
I fear of the hour they leave me.
When I start to think about it I begin to cry.
I twist and turn in my bed at night in complete terror.
My heart drops when I visualize them in a casket.
I feel scared sometimes when it is time for bed in fear that I will wake up the next day and they won’t.
I cringe when I am separated from them even for a moment sometimes in fear that will be our last moment together.
To this day I still think of the horrid introspection.
I think to myself of that horrible day that will come one day.
I fear of looking down at their motionless bodies one day.
Tears deliver from my eyes on to my face in total fear.
I fear of the day that I have to make funeral arrangements
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