Donate my organs but first let me go to the war (whatever war will be happeing) gimme a machine gun and let me have some fun(if there is no war) im taking a baseball bat and kill a guy with a turban
im taking a baseball bat and kill a guy with a turban
I am assuming you are reffering to Muslims. Sikhs are actually he religion that demands their followers wear turbans.
As fir myslef it would depend how i was dying. If someone was cming at me with a knife my last thought would be something along the lines of holy shit thats a big knife.
If i was old in my bed i would probably hope that being atheist was the right choice.
If i was going to die through a virus i would say goodbye to my family and if i was going to die through a weapon i would probably say something like "HOLY CRAP!!! JESUS!!! That's a big! (Insert name of Weapon) maybe i should kick him in the balls..." and if i had time before the virus maybe i would do things i have never done before like... Donate stuff before i would die i would donate my organs just to help the poor and i do hope i would get a big roomy coffin hehe and if the virus would spread i would just kill myself to prevent it from spreading
I would probably think "uh-oh, what if the bible was correct?" or if not that, then I would say "I sure hope I don't turn into a skeleton before somehting happens that makes the dead rise and become zombies, because I want to be a zombie." (that was a joke, I want to be cremated.)
I have been close to death on a few occasions, well at least done stupid things to make me think I was at the end of my life. I have seen people close to me get severely sick, as in witnessed it. Some of the things that have gone through my mind:
My most recent was during the summer, I was at the lake with my family, say a 65" bridge, and decided it would be fun to jump off. We drove the boat to the spot it was about 30 feet deep at that particular spot, so I made my hike up. I got there, looked down, my dad yelled up telling me to get down, me being me did as he said, just not the way he wanted it. I did a flip. As I was coming around to see the water here is what I thought: "What the F was I thinking?!" I landed hard on my butt. The back of my thighs were bruised for a couple days. I would do it again.
Another thing was when I use a dirt bike for the first time. It was a while ago. I revved it up to about 25. Lets not forget I was 11 years old. My friend had a jump, I got comfortable way to fast. I went off the jump, hit my groin hard and bounced off the dirt bike. What went threw my head as I was going to the ground "Arwahahwhahwhhhh whyyyyy?!?"
My Dad has the Flu BAD. He had been in bed for 4 days with a temperature of 105. This was when I was 8 or 9. He got up to get a drink, when he was in the kitchen he just passed out and fell over. He started coughing uncontrollably while unconscious, then started to have a seizure. That was horrible for me, being so young. What I was thinking: My life. Everything that had my dad in it. Being so young I thought he was going to die. My whole life passed through my eyes.
When you think your going to die, you don't care as much as when you think someone you hold close to you is going to die. Its a horrible feeling. A helpless in the way feeling. As though you are just there, and you have nothing. All the moments you spent with that person will flash threw your mind.
Man, Cholo, that sucks. Your last paragraph is definitely true. It would've been worse if they actually died. I really wish I won't have to experience a family death for a while...
Man, Cholo, that sucks. Your last paragraph is definitely true. It would've been worse if they actually died. I really wish I won't have to experience a family death for a while...
Yeah, but the first two ways I have thought I was going to die was fun. Until the pain kicked in. If I went back in time I would go 30 off the jump. I would do a back flip off the bridge. I just NEVER want to experience seeing my dad, or anyone I love go through a seizure again. Its horrible.
