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Heaven Is The New Hell
0 reviewsWhat really happens after death? Is what we've been told really the truth?
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Chapter 2
Heaven Is The New Hell
I am a beautiful angel. I am a princess of pure white, a seal of bliss. Well, that's what we were told throughout our entire lives. In reality, heaven isn't some magical place where you come and frolic with the people who passed before you. White fluffy clouds everywhere, happiness radiates through everyone there. The only limits are your imagination.
At least, I think this is heaven.
It's cold, and damp here. The red of my hair is the only color in this land of grey. I am alone here. Well, there was one other girl. We died on the same day and ended up together. It's been so long since I have seen her though. She went off, to look for others. To save them. To find the "real" heaven. Julie, my friend up here, thinks that we have to pass a trial to get to where we belong. That's why no one else is here.
But there are things out there. We call them the Screamers.
The name kind of says it all. The only thing we have heard come from them are insane, untranslatable, mutterings. And screams. High pitched, blood-curdling, stomach clenching screams. Screams to give you nightmares, to keep you up at night.
I don't believe that. I believe that we were lied to when we were living. I believe that this right here, is the real heaven and that the things we call the Screamers, are other "angels" who have been driven insane.
The only thing keeping me sane is this horrible place is a crystal ball I woke up with. It allows me to watch moments of my life. I have found out so much about the people I thought I knew so well.
Heaven Is The New Hell
I am a beautiful angel. I am a princess of pure white, a seal of bliss. Well, that's what we were told throughout our entire lives. In reality, heaven isn't some magical place where you come and frolic with the people who passed before you. White fluffy clouds everywhere, happiness radiates through everyone there. The only limits are your imagination.
At least, I think this is heaven.
It's cold, and damp here. The red of my hair is the only color in this land of grey. I am alone here. Well, there was one other girl. We died on the same day and ended up together. It's been so long since I have seen her though. She went off, to look for others. To save them. To find the "real" heaven. Julie, my friend up here, thinks that we have to pass a trial to get to where we belong. That's why no one else is here.
But there are things out there. We call them the Screamers.
The name kind of says it all. The only thing we have heard come from them are insane, untranslatable, mutterings. And screams. High pitched, blood-curdling, stomach clenching screams. Screams to give you nightmares, to keep you up at night.
I don't believe that. I believe that we were lied to when we were living. I believe that this right here, is the real heaven and that the things we call the Screamers, are other "angels" who have been driven insane.
The only thing keeping me sane is this horrible place is a crystal ball I woke up with. It allows me to watch moments of my life. I have found out so much about the people I thought I knew so well.
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