Night.

Last night, whenever I shut my eyes, all I could see was black. The scary part was I couldn't think, my mind was blank. I could feel my heart beating against my chest, and my lungs filling up with air. Suddenly, I started thinking of death. What if, when we die, we don't go to heaven? What if we really are just flesh and bones, and once we die, we'll just rot? One day, you'll close your eyes and never open them again. You'll never breathe, you'll never move, you'll never bleed again. No thought would enter your mind. The world keeps spinning, even if you're no longer on it. That terrified me, and I couldn't sleep for a good while.


Does anyone else ever think of scary things whenever they need to sleep?