A Day in Hell
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Last published Mon, Dec 1, 2014
Fire. Flames. Heat. Screams... It's all I heard. I was in pain. I've never felt so much pain before. The last thing I remember was lying in my bed with my dads revolver pressed to my head. I thought I knew pain. I was wrong. The pain here was unexplainable. There were these people, all they did was throw hot coals at you. They pressed you against flaming grounds and three you into pools of gushing lava. You never died. You never passed out. You could only pray that it would end. But it wouldn't. They would hand you by chains in your wrists. Literally. In your wrists. You would be left there for a long time. Then another person came. He had knives and tools. He cut my open and took every single thing out. I felt everything. The blood was everywhere. It was horrible to just look at. These people, they didn't care. It was amusement. They loved it. Enjoyed it! And I couldn't do anything! I could do no more than any other soul here. Then it started all over. And that's when I knew hell...
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