The ‘ after life.’

I think the scariest thing about death is what comes after. It’s like your life continues even when you’re not there, at least that’s what I think. But the thing is, is that I don’t want it to continue. I just want it to be nothing. Nothing but blackness. Or nothing but light. Just peace. But sometimes I do hope that my life continues up in heaven or wherever I’m going to end up, because sometimes I don’t want to leave what’s behind.

In all honesty though, I’m terrified of dying.