I know how horrible that sounds. I feel deep sadness that her life was cut so short, and I can't imagine the pain her loved one's are going through. She was only 31 years old. But she died in her sleep from an anuerysm, and as awful as it sounds, I'm jealous. I just want this life to be done with, but I could never kill myself, and I'm scared of the pain of some horrible accident. I want to die in my sleep, like she did. I wish it were me instead of her.