I believe no one should die alone. It’s only human nature for us to want someone there beside us.
People die everyday. It’s natural, you’re born, you live, and you die. But if you’re alone it’s a horrid way to die, with no one there to comfort you. It makes one afraid in an already depressing situation. Unfortunately, a few people that are dear to me have died, but I was by their side as they slowly slipped away.
When I was eight, my Poppi died at the ripe age of eighty-three due to natural causes. Everyone was devasted, but everyone that he cared about was with him when he left us. Being the only girl in the family, I was expected to take it the hardest. However, to everyone’s shock, I did what Poppi would have wanted me to do. He taught me that I couldn’t change things. God did things for a reason. He taught me to forget the past and move on, preparing for the great things to come in life. I still vividly remember my cousin and I walking down the hill after the funeral, picking dandelions, talking about all the good times we had with Poppi. How much fun he was, but how he could be stern and serious when needed. Suddenly out of the blue, my cousin broke down and bawled his eyes out wishing that he were still here. I miss him still today, but I’m glad I was with him in his final moments.
Last year at the center that our swim team swims at, our coach found a girl who had hung herself. He attempted CPR, but it was too late. I remember we were driving to swim practice. We got the call to turn around and head home. They had found a dead body at the pool. Everyone in the car was thrown into alarm after what had happened, and our minds wouldn’t settle ‘til we all knew exactly what had happened. For the rest of that week, I pitied the girl’s family. Not only because of the funeral arrangements that had to be made, the loss of a daughter, or even because the girl thought the only way out of whatever she was going through was to kill herself. I felt sorry because she died in vain; most people that commit suicide denoted by society because they believe the only way out is death. She died without anyone there to try and help comfort her, or to help her rethink what she was about to do to herself. She died alone. I still pray today, hoping that she isn’t remembered for how she died, but for who she was when she died.
I believe people shouldn’t die alone. You live your life with people in it. Why would you want to end it without those people beside you? I believe everyone deserves to have someone at their side when they pass on.
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