I feel that if the time were to come, I would choose to risk or give my life for something. It would depend on who or what it was. If it was a total stranger, I most likely wouldn’t. If it was my family, the chances are much higher. The latter of the two is important to me. Much more important than I am to myself. If it came down to losing them or me, I would sacrifice myself. I know every single one of them would do the same if the tables were turned. A stranger would not be worth my sacrifice unless I could tell they genuinely deserved it. For example, if someone had lost so much already and was younger than me by a lot, with a lot of potential in their foreseeable future.
Those are all the people/human beings I would die for. There are limited things that aren’t my family that I would do that for. One would be my grandmother’s dog. Growing up, I was used to staying away from dogs. The reason for this was my severe allergy to the animal. That being said, I was terrified of every one I saw. This dog, though, was the first that didn’t scare me, and the first one I loved. The love I have for that dog makes me want to do anything for her, which includes me dying. No other object nor living thing would live up to be worth such a major sacrifice.
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