I wanted to say why I like Death best out of the Endless. I think she’s a very popular character for a number of reasons, many of them that I share, but there’s one particular reason that I like her best. 

See, I’ve been friends with her for a long time. 

My asthma has been out of control since I was 15. I have always known that there might come a day when I don’t come out of an asthma attack.

I wasn’t okay with that for a while. I wanted to live. It’s sort of scary too, when you can’t draw breath. You wonder what it would feel like not to draw another. 

I wasn’t scared of Death, mind - just that I wanted to live so bad. 

So through a long series of events, I chose to get over myself and just get on to living without worrying about whether I could handle life. (Sound a little familiar?) 

That was about three summers ago. It’s been hard the past few weeks. The semester started; I moved; my asthma got even worse in a new environment with new stresses. I keep questioning whether or not I can make it in the real world with my asthma. Whether someday my brother will come home and find me on the floor because I couldn’t call for help in time. Whether it’s all worth the risk. 

Then I picked up Sandman for the first time. 

And there she was - Death who really lives. 

And I remembered. 

Life is wonderful - it’s worth the risk.