The prompt said:
You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.
Me. Alone. No way out. No communication to the outside world.
That’s my greatest fear – that no one will ever remember me or know of my existence, that everything I do will be disregarded and neglected, that I will die and no one will ever give me a eulogy because, apparently, I have done nothing in this world.
Pingback: Daily Prompt 1984 « The Cheeky Diva
Pingback: Daily Prompt: My Greatest Fears | My Blog
Pingback: Daily Prompt : 1984 | writinglikeastoner
Reblogged this on cftc10.
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder if the only people who come to my funeral are the ones who are glad I’m gone… I think the fear you described is very common. We all want to know if we have made an impact on our world. My fear is that I have made an impact – a negative one! Thanks for making me think!
Sometimes, I think of people who go to funerals. Are they there because they really care for the person or they just felt they have the obligation to do so?
True, true. I think it’s best to spend time with people while they are with us instead of worrying about attending to a ceremony when they are gone. Those ceremonies are not for the dead but those living left behind.
Don’t take this the wrong way because this is how I think when I die. What do I care, I’m dead. I wouldn’t know what will happen after that whether I have done nothing in this world or …. don’t worry, we know you here in WordPress.
No offense taken. However, death isn’t a problem for me. It’s just that worry that I haven’t made such impact in this world, that I could not consider my life as something worth living.
Pingback: Daily Prompt: 32 Flavors | Stuph Blog
Pingback: Daily Prompt: 1984 « KnowledgeKnut
Pingback: Daily Prompt; Clean Slate/ The Daily Post | terry1954
Pingback: Cleaned Me Out – A Daily Prompt Post | Edward Hotspur
Pingback: BEHIND MY EYES « hastywords