In Hell

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My life flashing before my eyes. My heart beat slower than a snail. My thoughts gone. My breath shorter than an ant. My eyelids heavier than an elephant. My memories fluttering before my eyes. Am I dying was all I could think about. Where am I going to go now. One memory popped up in my head. It was me taking a whole bottle of sleeping pills. That's when I realized I had committed suicide. That's when I fell into the pitts of hell. The devil was already there laughing at me. He tricked I betrayed everybody. I don't know why I feel under his spell. I need to get back on earth and make things right. But..... it was too late I belonged to him now. The number 666 was on my right hand the number of the beast. I was it's meal waiting to be devoured. There was no turning back now it was official I am in hell.

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