Death Is All Around Us

It was Christmas eve in 2006 and my mom was getting everything ready for bed after the busy day. I remember

There is one thing in this world that no one can escape, that everyone fears, and makes people who are close to that person miserable, and that is death. Death is the worst thing that can ever happen to a person, and is just as bad for the people who are close to them. There is an emptiness that comes with the death of a loved one or someone close. That blankness in the world does something to the people who encompass that person who passed. It changes people, whether it is for better or worse. Death is a part of life and depending on how people are affected can dictate whether it will leave a positive or negative change to their life and that conversion happened to me with the death of my mother, Fran.

It is inevitable that we will all die it is a fact that everyone must come to terms with. There comes a time in everyone’s life that they must face death; a friend’s tragic accident, a family member’s passing or their own battles with diseases. When faced with the idea of death people will act in different ways some may find it therapeutic to apologize for the negative they have done, some may want to spend time with loved ones to ease the future pain, and others may decide that their life was not what they believed. The story Death Constant Beyond Love tells us about a man named Senator Sanchez who is living a happy life with his wife and five kids. That is until he is told by doctors that he only has a short time to live. Death is

Life and death belong together and cannot be separated. Life is inevitably followed by death, the “permanent cessation of all the vital functions of an organism” (Dictionary.com) which can be caused by accidents, radiation or the accumulation of damage to cells over the course of a lifetime. Since the beginning of time people have been fascinated by this unavoidable phenomenon. Different cultures deal with death differently. However, death has been a central topic in art, poetry, literature, theatre and everywhere else. Death is often used to present und emphasize the beauty of life. Thornton Wilder’s play “Our Town” depicts death and the circle of life not just via dialogue but also metaphorically and via structure.

what I remember most. The feeling of sadness rested in the pit of my stomach for days

Death is something that has been contemplated for years and years, but what is it really? Why does it even happen? Is there any way to delay or stop it? There is no clear answer but speculation has led to

The way I percieve death is that it is absoulute and no living thing can ever escape it. Nor should we be afraid of death it is simply a

Death is final, sudden and yet eternal it yawns before and behind us all. In “The Death of

Death is something that many people fear and many people face. Most people do not know exactly when they are going to die, but being given a sort of idea of that can change the way someone thinks and acts drastically. Death is in escapable. Everyone must die eventually, some young, like my friend in fifth grade who passed from being in an ATV accident, and others old, such as my 15 year old cat who recently passed.

It was the end of the school year, and I was super excited to go home, jump on the couch and have the snuggly feeling I had last summer. When my dad came home he called me up to his room,

Death is defined as the end of life; the cessation of all vital functions in an organism indicated by a loss of heartbeat, breathing and brain activity. Although this translation is more than adequate, technical references to death and dying fail to capture the essence and impact of our eternal and inevitable demise. In every era in human history, cultures have exhibited fascination in death and the afterlife. All over the globe nations practice rituals and ceremonies for their recently deceased loved ones, while other unclaimed cadavers are thrown into incinerators like useless waste material. As human beings, we all face the uncomfortable and unavoidable fact that, someday, our life will come to an end. Nonetheless, the primary hurdle that still remains is fully understanding what it means to die - which is perhaps one area of inquisition that science fails to complete.

The next day when my parents returned home from work, they called me into the living room. This scared me a little, they only did this when something bad was happening. When I walked into the living room, my father was sitting in a chair and my mother was sitting on our couch. When

Not realizing how I was walking and standing, still dazed by the hit from my smacking the center of the tree with my large skull. Trying to figure out what was I going to tell my mom, what happened to my clothes? Scared out of my mind, I still have to clean my face. At this point I'm freaking out, still wondering what I should tell her, the truth? A lie would make it worse, I guess this is the end for me. That was the only thing that was going through my head, not knowing when I looked in the mirror, I had a cartoon knot the size of an

Death is the terminating factor of all living organisms in the human body. Examples of these functions includes malnutrition, disease, suicide/homicide, starvation/dehydration, etc. Sadly, shortly after these tragic accidents the bodies living organisms starts to decompose, causing family members to grief and be in pain.

I remember myself sitting near a little block with letters and my mother teaching me the name of each of them. She starts to sing me a song to help me to memorize the alphabet. It is so funny singing the ABC song. At that instant, the door opens, and my father enters the room. That is the first thing carved in my memory, and each time when I think about it, I conclude that we are the best family in the world.