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Question

ok i writting an essay on death who it feels to lose sumone you love in your life and how does it feel what have you learned from it
has this ever happpen to you if it did can u explain to me please

Answer 1

I lost my father about 10 yrs ago. He was very sick and I prayed God would take him so he wouldn't have to suffer any longer. My day was the most wonderful man in the world, he came up and had coffee with me he gave my kids .25 for icecream every time he saw them. He would help with family situations. He always told me when the other siblings were arguing to stay home and keep my nose clean. I miss him very much even today. There are many times I wish I could go down and talk with him or just watch tv with him. About a wk. after he died, I swear I saw him at the top of the stairs, I was sitting in a chair below crying. He told me " Don't worry honey, everything will be alright." It was terrible to loose him, He was the most dearest man in my life. I today talk to him. I learned that even though I can not be with him right now, he is still with me. And tells me everyday that he loves me and be good. I am older now and feel he still talks to me as a child.

Answer 2

I was about 14 when my grandmother died. I had loved her dearly. I had not been informed as to how sick she was, and that her death was coming. (Perhaps I should have known, but wasn't paying attention) It occurred to me with great vividness that she did not exist anymore. She had lived, and now she was no longer living. It was much later that I learned that death is like a long sleep, and that we will live again because the Almighty will call us, and we will awake. Some to everlasting life and joy, and some for a brief time, ending in their final end in the lake of fire which purifies the earth, consuming sin and sinners.

Answer 3

I lost a good friend of mine--my best friend's brother in July of this past summer ('06). I am still not over it. You make up ways to make it seem like your fault. You try to blame yourself. You're angry one second, sad the next. You can't get them out of your head. You cry for hours one day, and the next day you don't shed a tear. It's hard. You flip out on people for no reason and take everything out on the people you love the most. I have learned to be cautious. His death was because of that "choking game" where you pretty much hang yourself to get some kind of orgasmic high. We think someone left him there. There's a whole investigation going on. It's hard knowing I could go to school with a killer and possibly be friends with one, as it would be someone he was close to that was there "playing" with him. You wish everyday that this person was caught, if it was a murder, and if it wasn't, then you blame God and say it's his fault that you lost your grandma to cancer (I've lost both grandmothers to cancer). If it was a car accident, you blame the other driver (my step-niece was killed because some ***** that was drunk driving killed her--never even got to meet her--she was only in 1st grade).

You're lucky you don't have to have the feeling.