I don't fear Death it self, but rather how I die.
To wither away slowly by some illness or old age that leaves me unable until I am just a mind trapped inside a husk, perhaps only mentally fully aware on rare occasions, and knowing that fact is one of my great fears.
Another is to only be skin dead, and awaking in the casket (and yes I know the likely hood of that actually happing is extremely small) which is of the reasons I am an organ donor and have given my body to science.
To wither away slowly by some illness or old age that leaves me unable until I am just a mind trapped inside a husk, perhaps only mentally fully aware on rare occasions, and knowing that fact is one of my great fears.
Another is to only be skin dead, and awaking in the casket (and yes I know the likely hood of that actually happing is extremely small) which is of the reasons I am an organ donor and have given my body to science.