NOW I lay me down to sleep,I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
-- taught to me early on by my mother, this prayer used to scare me at night right before I went to bed. What if I *should* die, an uncomfortable feeling when boogeymen and monsters under the bed were my greatest fears. I didn't know anyone who had ever died. Where would I go, where would I be? Would only my soul get to go?
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