My great-aunt died a couple years ago. I used to spend a bit of time with her, she was one of the nicest people I've ever met. However, she had Alzheimer's, and so she spent the last several years of her life unaware of anything in reality, which was honestly a lot more painful to me than when she actually died. Even though I don't believe in any sort of afterlife, I still think she's better off now than being in such a terrible state of mind like she was.

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Why would he be walking down the stairs? He has one leg.

You need like, two of them. at least.

he had a cane and substitute leg, his whole wasnt gone, just everything from the kne down.

Well My 'extended' family is being plucked from this world one by one.
In related news Tumor guy from fluidanims had surgery months back, Chance he died or lost all of his memories.

@Fizzysoda
right, I remember that. I wonder if he'll return...

He's either dead or mind-wiped, bobbo.

Or maybe just a troll.

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He's either dead or mind-wiped, bobbo.

Or maybe just a troll.

Maybe In SPP this would be a common sight, but not so sure about FA.

He had 21 posts and he had been spamming the IRC earlier. It was a troll. Sorry.

Life equals responsibility ANYWAYS.

My aunt died, substance abuse.
shit sucks.

I don't really know what i would do if my dog died.
It's really weird how people bond to animals.
I feel as though he is my one and only true friend.
Animals never lie or hurt you.
They just run around and make you happy.
Alright i'm going offtopic here.

Anywho,i remember my grandfather died a couple years back.
I wasn't really attached but i did go to the funeral.

Deaths in my life in order of significance
-older brother died from a cough medicine/dramamine overdose. his nervous system went first so he literally felt nothing and wasn't aware of it, so that's nice I guess, but it goes without saying that losing my only real substantial childhood friend destroyed me in many different ways.
-both of my mother's parents died. mother from cancer and father from pneumonia/age. I couldn't attend my grandmother's funeral but she gave her parting words to me and I made a painting for her a few months before her death. she left me and my little sister a hefty inheritance which was really surprising. I didn't know she had anything.
-Austin was a sickly baby my mom nursed for when i was a kid. The other nurse accidentally blocked off the respirator and he choked to death. It was the first funeral I've ever attended. It's one of the most shocking images I remember as a kid. a baby in a coffin with whinnie the pooh, tigger and other various plushies with a hard red crusted thing in his mouth that looked like hard candy replaced his tongue. Was not a fun day.
-A kid who swam with me in high school shot himself in the head because of non-descript problems with her parents. That was fucking horrible but no one could do anything about it because he never showed signs.
-My locker neighbor in 10th grade drunk drove to his death. it was strange seeing everyones reactions, especially my art teacher who visibly hated him until he died.

Death's an interesting topic. I felt a pain in my chest last night and thought it felt like my heart was going out. I was relieved when the stinging passed but I thought to myself that one day if I die of old age/sickness, some organ's definitely going to fail, I'll feel a sharp tug, and it'll probably hurt a lot. The idea terrifies me. My dad said he could relate and that it's normal to be 20 and afraid of death, but when you get to your 60s, the idea becomes a little more comfortable. It's not even that you haven't done enough in your life, it's that I just havent been here long enough to die yet.

I remember when my grandma died. I was in church the day it happened. (Mostly because she insisted on me going. She did that with all her grandchildren.) When i got home, my cousins and i were all upstairs and it took my little cousin a minute to find grandma in the house. Truth is, she was washing clothes when we to church and went in her room. She died of cardiac arrest and fell on the floor before we even got home. So all the while my little cousin was looking for her, she was already dead in her room. It took her about five minutes to find her and when she did, she screamed at the top of her lungs. My other cousins and I were upstairs when she came to us crying her eyes out and she tried to tell us, but we couldn't understand her because she was saying it in between her sobs. The ambulance came, told my mom she was dead, and she came to tell us. And when me and my cousins heard the news, and i know i can't speak for the rest of them, but I was crying like a little bitch that day and the days leading up to her funeral, but for the life of me i couldn't figure out why I was the only dry eyed person at the funeral. The days after the funeral, I felt extremely depressed. You see, during her life, I was a little lazy and rebellious fucker. I always defied her and her requests unless she asked nicely. I remembered all of the things I did disrespectful, all of the tantrums I threw because whatever I did went against her wishes, and while I was thinking about all this, I remembered the few good things I did for her, and I wished I had more moments like that with her. That's half the reason I'm nice to everyone because if they die, I want the good memories to outweigh the bad ones. I guess her death taught me the meaning of the old saying " You don't know what you have until it's gone."

my whole family (exept my uncle) died in a plane crash. yep, i couldn't stop crying for like-2 or 3 hours. and if you wanna know, 137 people died. the other 89 people were my family. i *sniff* now just live with my uncle from now on.

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Maybe In SPP this would be a common sight, but not so sure about FA.

That's a pretty weak and silly assumption. There were several threads in FA created by users who claimed to have deadly diseases or whatnot. And within the week the threads were created, there were already posts of doubt questioning whether or not these posters actually had the disease and were just doing it for attention. If it is bad thing to point fingers and doubt people, then FA isn't entirely innocent of that either.

But since its the internet, I don't think it's stupid to doubt someone whose posts look for pity from others is lying. People on the internet want attention, and that's the truth of it. If you're inclined to believe speeches of someone's life in random forums across the internet, you're a pretty naive guy.