Death

Death is not at all painful. The fact that you're leaving a world that's full of pain and torment gives you relief. Life is painful. Cross the street, a truck comes from no where and BAAMM! you lose your legs. If you slip in the kitchen and a knife cuts your hand, you feel it. If a boy gets a cut from making a paper plane, he cries cause of the ouchy. Life is Pain. Death is Freedom. Love is the reason why we continue to live. You see, when a person dies, many things related to you die as well. The promises, the memories to be built, they will be gone. So the people around you will feel the loss of your life. Death is most painful to the people who care much about you. You see them crying, doubting, asking and beating themselves up in a funeral. Others really lose themselves when a person dear to them dies. But what does the free man want? If he dies, he doesn't want you to die with him. He doesn't want you to fall in a pit and stop the life you're having. He wants you to continue and live a better life. Live right. So I was wrong. Death is full of pain, mostly to the people who love the most. but love is the reason why people live. Keep loving so people will live lives filled with love. The way you live your life is the way people will remember you.