****Welcome back my awesome prunes! (Looks like Satan's influenced me!)
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"Okay now, each group is assigned a living quarters where you will spend your time when you are not out helping the damned souls or the souls that got chucked out of Heaven due to overpopulation" the bloke with the scroll said chuckling.
Let's call him BlockHead shall we.
"You bunch of losers will follow me" he said pointing at us and 5 other groups around us.
Looks like I had aptly named him after all!
We crossed two streets with the oddest looking names ever. "Go to Hell St." and "Be damned St." are not normally what streets are named after in my world. I'm not sure about yours.
Finally BlockHead stopped at the road to the third street. "Jack the Ripper St." read the board above us. Oh how fun! I'm going to be living in a street named after a famous mass murderer. Lucky me!
"You lot! Here's you master key. You'll be living in the second house from the left!" BlockHead barked at us.
"Don't people in hell live in jail cells? How come we get to live in houses?" Asked Food thoughtfully munching on the burger he looted from the buffet table.
"Well, yes. They used to. Till Satan's girlfriend threatened to dump him if he didn't do any thing to re-model the gloom out of the place. So count your lucky stars that you get to live here and not in a Goddamn cramped hell hole!" BlockHead gritted through his teeth.
"How bout we go check our house out. Let's just ummm...hurry shall we?" I said with an ackward smile towards BlockHead. It was pretty obvious that he was stuck in what he referred to as a hell hole.
Heartbreaker took the key from me and inserted it into the key hole on the door( Obviously! Where else would you insert a key? In the window?)
We stepped into the household. It was smaller than your average house but then again in Hell this is what you would call Heaven!
Babylicious turned around to face us. She spread her arms in a welcoming way and said," Welcome home to #2, Jack the Ripper Street, Hell! Enjoy your stay!"
Sunshine looked meekly ahead determined not to catch anyones eyes.
Poor girl. I could almost understand how she felt. But I was pretty sure that one lifetime wih a bunch of nut-jobs like us would be enough to change the everything out of her. And mind you, we were going to be here for much longer than one lifetime. We're dead and that lasts for waaaayyy longer.
So now I've got a PERMANENT residence in Hell.
ARRGGHHHH!!!!Story of my Life!
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Story of my Life!
Teen FictionI'm awesome and I know it! And I'm pretty sure you're awesome too. But we're not here to discuss that. Instead let's talk about my awesome life with my Hell mates shall we! Yes, you heard me right. "HELL mates" Yup, I'm in Hell; with a bunch of nut...
