Hell yeah. I'm petrified of death. But I refuse to run from what I fear like a coward. I made my mind up about that a long time ago. Everyone's going to die sooner or later. It might be a frighting thing to die, but no use in running from it like a coward. So, I'll gladly look death in the eyes when it come my way. But like the guy above me said. There's a fate much worse than death. And that's being forgotten. That's like never existing in the first place...