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Submitted by amber35.xx

When you died you were meant to turn up at heaven’s gates, but instead you arrived at the gates of hell. You have to stay until things are set right, but you are starting to enjoy it in hell...

Judgement Day

I enter the tunnel of white light as I fall from my death bed in the general hospital.

I thought I had lived a good life , did a lot of charity work , raised 3 kind and intelligent kids, looked after my mother that was dying of leukaemia for 2 years and I’d reached the tender age of 87 before contracting heart failure and ending up where I am today.

I expected I’d end up in heaven as I was a catholic who regularly attended church and never broke a commandment in the entire time I’d spent on earth.

However. As I reach the end of the white tunnel I see a red glow that morphed into large lashing flames and I realised where I had ended up.

Hell.

The dark cast iron gates loomed before me , rising stories high above my head like the twin towers.

There was a sense of dread and loathing in the atmosphere and it washed over me like liquid cement , weighing my body down.

Wondering how on earth I got where I am I hear distant screams and moans , presumably of those inside those gates.

I accept my fate on move onward.

The gates groan as I force them open and step inside , I continue walking and now I see what is before me.

All the sins that could possibly be done in life all happening at once. One side consisted of a group of junkies surrounded by heaps of needles , repeatedly injecting themselves and drooling at the mouth due to the amount of opioids in their system , in another area there was a group of people having sex , whips , chains , blindfolds , all screaming with pleasure and pain.

In another area there seemed to be glamorous women , smoking cigarettes and applying copious amounts of lipgloss and taking photos of each other.

There seemed to be people from all walks of life here.

I realised since I’m here now I had no fear of what would happen if I was to misbehave , therefore over time I began to join in the activities , reliving my youth and doing all the things you are always told not to do.

I felt more alive as a dead person than I ever did on earth.

Eventually something strange occurred.

The same bright white light appeared , and an angel stepped out of the light bonding out its hand. I believe there’s been a mistake...


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