When did you first learn death was a thing?

@Piper I was actually 4 years old when my grandfather died and I knew he wasn't coming back. I don't really know if I really[i]understood[/i] what death was then, and my memories of him are only little moments, along with my parents telling me he died. I distinctly remember my parents telling me that I was too young to go to his funeral. It's weird that I would even have that memory, but I do.

@Peapod I don't know why I understood about death so young, I just know I did. Then there was the worry and pondering so much, about eternity in heaven or hell.

@Piper You echo me a lot on this topic. I remember the shear terror when I realized someday [i]I[/i] will die [i]too[/i]. I ran around the house holding my head because the thought just was too much to take in. I was also raised with the heaven/hell thing which never brought me comfort. Even as a child, I couldn't bare the thought of [i]anyone[/i] going to hell for an eternity. Heaven terrified me too because I could only envision a place done up in all white. lol

@Peapod I felt terror also, when I imagined and [i]felt[/i] eternity, as a child. It wasn't about about heaven or hell for me either, when I felt that. Just the idea of eternal...never ending consciousness.
I worried a lot about those I loved ending up in hell, just because they didn't get something just [i]right[/i].

@Piper I so get it. I really do and I am sure many others could relate.