Death?? (Day 15)

When life was like hell for the past yrs to a point of self killing and finally like a sun smilling at you or like your teachers praising for you, my life been much better. So good that it scares me to death. I'm afraid that someday without warning all this happiness that i'm feeling will take away again. You know when jail give a convicted fellow (who's gonna hang) his choice of food for his last meal, i don't know why but i feel the same. And i shouldn't be afraid to face death but i'm kinda little afraid of it. For real i don't want to die, not now. I just hope "The One" is not planning to take me in so soon. Taking care of myself. Day 15