I am not afraid of dying...I am afraid of how I might be made to live. What will I be like a year from now ..or two years from now? I am afraid of my parents dying, who would want me? My grandparents could not deal with it, my grandma runs away when I have a seizure, I know because when I come back she is not there. People think I have no fears but I do. So it is what it is.
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