Good Memories I
When I was 7-8 years old on a holiday in a motorhome with my mum and my step dad it was dark and late on the road. I can't quite remember my thought process but it hit me that everyone dies and what if it is just nothingness?
I started crying and my mum from the front of the motorhome asked what was wrong. "We're all going to die" I replied balling my eyes out.
My mum told me well we die, good people go to heaven and bad ones go to Hell. I wasn't buying it "No we don't we just die and there is nothing" I replied inconsolable.
My step dad at a pit stop pointed at the stars "You see those? They are unborn children" he went on to tell me that we come from the stars watching over Earth and when the star we come from dies we are born. Then when we die here we return to the stars.
That filled my mind with wonder as I envisioned myself looking down at Earth from space.
I started crying and my mum from the front of the motorhome asked what was wrong. "We're all going to die" I replied balling my eyes out.
My mum told me well we die, good people go to heaven and bad ones go to Hell. I wasn't buying it "No we don't we just die and there is nothing" I replied inconsolable.
My step dad at a pit stop pointed at the stars "You see those? They are unborn children" he went on to tell me that we come from the stars watching over Earth and when the star we come from dies we are born. Then when we die here we return to the stars.
That filled my mind with wonder as I envisioned myself looking down at Earth from space.
