This entry is going to make me seem like the most unstable, unsure, indecisive, scared, etc., person ever. Since I'm going to be an adult in six months I've started to think ahead to other landmarks of age and none of it seems as far away as it used to. Obviously they're always closer than before, but now every one of them just seem to close. I don't want to turn seventy. I don't want to die. Before when I was asked about my biggest fear I would always just say heights because dying never crossed my mind at all. It probably still shouldn't since I'm only seventeen, but I can't help it. I know that religion is supposed to help with this but...I don't know. There are so many great people that are all completely devoted to their religions. They're all so positive that they're right and that they'll have a perfect afterlife. Who am I to say that what I choose is right, and that every single one of them is wrong? Everyone is just as sure as the person next to them that they know what's going to happen to them when they die. Someone has to be wrong. It would be narcissistic of me to not even consider the fact that there are more than double the amount of people in other religions. I hate that there isn't anything that I can do about this except to try and become more content with the fact that everyone dies. This reminds me of something that someone said a few nights ago, so I'll go from there.