"I don't want to die!"

Our evening discussion last night centered around death. Elena felt her ribs and asked if they were indeed her ribs. I confirmed. She then asked, "This is all dead people have? When you die all your skin gets ripped off?" I investigated where this idea came from (likely seeing skeletons in pictures and icons) and tried to explain that it's not that your skin gets ripped off--it's just that your bones are the last thing to decompose (she really didn't seem to grasp this and held on to the skin-ripped-off idea). We then had a discussion of the state of the soul after bodily death. The idea that one's soul would continue living after the death of the body was very difficult for her (as, I suppose, it should be--it is an unnatural state). She was comforted by her previous discussion with my mother about Jesus walking the earth again and her getting a new resurrection body after the Second Coming. But she kept insisting that she doesn't want to die. I tried my best to explain that everyone dies (well, almost everyone) and that, God willing, what awaits her is better than this life. She wasn't really having it. I'm not sure if she's truly concerned about her own mortality or if she's just concerned about her skin being ripped off. Regardless, it was an interesting discussion.