Chapter Twenty-Nine
If there was one thing that always scared me in life, it was the fear of death. The fear of investing all this time into having a good life, meeting new people and making new friends, trying to reach your ambitions and just like that - nothing. Nothing exists to you anymore. You're dead. Everything you've ever worked for - worthless. I was never one to believe in an afterlife anyway. To me, I imagined that when you died, that was it. Nothing else. Nothing. It was like sleeping without the dreams. You didn't realize you were doing it, you didn't realize anything. Everything was just a whole pile of absolutely nothing. No darkness, no light. Nothing. I guess in that way, my fear wasn't really dying - it was the nothingness that I believed followed it. I always tried to avoid any situations
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