12 years old and enjoying my childhood naturally and totally oblivious to all things bad in the world, my family started to suffer from a number of deaths in the family one of my cousines whom I had a close bond with had been killed in a car accident at the age of 16 he was so young and full of life but decided to take a ride with some friends, he was the only person killed in the family and the first young person to actualy die in the family, it was so sad and heartbreaking and nobody in the family seemed happy anymore, then my uncle started to suffer a mental illness hearing voices and so on and took his own life because he had simply had enough and wasn't aware of his own actions, a string of deaths seemed to occur after those two. I started to feel scared wondering why god was taking my close relatives they where such lovely people with big hearts what did they do so wrong. I'm 27 now and I've watched many great people I've known and shared happy moments with just drop like flies. Why dosent god take the bad people why does he only take the good ones. Its not fair. I get angry and sometimes want to turn my back on my faith but because I have such a strong catholic bond within I don't think I could ever actualy do it.