Death, the one word that rings through my head daily. Death is something inevitable. There's no way of stopping it. If you think of it we are all dying aren't we? I mean each day we live, is a day closer to death. Every new year you are a year closer to death, each birthday you get closer to death. Death is something inevitable. I've never known why death is a main part of my every day thoughts, I've never understood it either. I mean, I'm not that kind of person. I do well in school, I'm popularish, I'm a bit of a 'Goth' or 'Emo' as people seem to call it now. People who like labels. I hate those kinds of people, They annoy me to death you know.
And back comes the subject of death. I have a single idea as to why it's such a.....prominent thing in my mind. The only reason would be the fact that my great Grandmother died a few weeks back - but I didn't even know the woman, let alone go to her funeral (which was yesterday matter of factly) so I still have no idea.
Death is just a subject in my mind. The mind of Dominique