Death (2136 hits)
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Submitted by ugaly <UG_A_LY.at.hotmail.com> (View user info) at 2005-10-12 18:40:16 EDT
I didn't have fun writing this and want to know if it is worth continuing. Please let me know what you would do differently. Thanks
Most people think of hell as a place where all the "bad people" go to burn and suffer in a world of fire and brimstone. That's just a story to scare children tied in with a mistranslation of the bible. You earn hell if you screw up bad enough, never feel remorse and never make amends for it. There aren't as many people in that state as you'd think, but I am the oldest member. I defied God and rejected that ridiculous plan he had. I thought it was a horrible idea, and it isn't my fault that a third of the people agreed with me. God decides the fate of all, however, and since I was the so-called "leader" of his rebellious third, I got stuck with this ultimate hell.
There really isn't such thing as a good day at work, which is to be expected. There are days that are better than others, but I haven't had a good day in the six thousand years that I've been doing this. I work twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week with very few breaks that last maybe four minutes, but you wouldn't know what I meant by that; we don't run on the same schedule.
People think that I'm the only one that works my job. That isn't true. I was the only one working until about four thousand years ago. I only got help for two reasons: the number of people that I had to visit was increasing too fast for me to handle by myself, and there have been others along the way that deserved this fate. I'm not sure who handles the most, but I know I get the most terrifying; cruel punishment. Can't say I blame God though. I'd be pissed off too if someone led a good chunk of my children to defiance and rebellion.
I was more than scared shitless when it all started. I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't have any control of my body movement. Someone else moved my body for me, though I couldn't see who or what was doing it. The only thing I can think to relate it too is being a baby, but I don't know for sure, I never was one, not that I can remember. At first I assumed it was God, but then figured he was too busy to monitor me all the time. So I think some other soul is forced to watch me, see what I see, and stop me from interfering.
It only took me an hour or so to fully grasp what was going on. I slowly began being able to make my own movements, and soon enough I was free to do as I wished for the most part. Some sights are too gruesome to watch, and I still fight with the controller to this day to stop them.
A month or two of exposure desensitized me to most of it, not all. All the time that I spend on break is filled with horrific memories, past jobs that will forever be burned into my memory; just another circle of my hell I guess. There are few things that I remember that are actually pleasant. All of those come from the controller allowing me do what I want in situations. I get that opportunity about once a month. But, even when I am allowed that pleasure I still suffer. The one I want to protect still dies horribly, but so does the attacker. The only happy thought I get is the attacker will never hurt anyone again.
If you haven't caught on yet, I am Lucifer, Satan, Cain, etc...I am not Lord of the Underworld; I told you, such a place does not exist. Instead I am Death. Yah, yah, I know, I'm a bitch. I hear it all the time.
But, I'm not a heartless asshole. I'm not covered in a black robe with only my skeleton hands and feet protruding. I couldn't be because I never got the chance to have a body, at least not what you would recognize as one. I am, however, the one that comes to take the people you love away from you.
What? Do you think I actually enjoy this? Must I remind you that this is my state of hell? Defy God, you think he is going to reward you with a job you are going to like doing? NO!
He does give each of us a break every once in a while. He provides us with whatever way we want of relieving our pain, a way to help us feel better and cope with what we deal with. If he didn't, all of us would crack.
Me, I went for a journal. I don't get a whole lot of time to write in it though, but when I do I write down nightmares; somehow writing about them helps. But this is hell; a life spent in pain, sorrow, remorse and depression. You didn't feel it in the first life so now you get hammered with it.
This wouldn't be so bad if all I had to do was show up, touch you, and be done with it like you think of it. No, no, no. Instead, I join the scene sometimes an hour before the drama starts, and when it does I am absolutely powerless to stop it. I connect with each victim. I know them instantly: their name, their personality, their thoughts...everything.
One memory keeps coming to me. It happened about a year ago. I remember it like it was yesterday, though. It's always flashing through my mind along with the thoughts of hopelessness and anger for not being able to do anything about it. It's not just images that flash through my head; it's the whole scene played in ultra fast mode, over and over. I see the whole thing in a matter of seconds.
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Submitted by ugaly (user info) at 2005-10-12 23:09:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I didn't feel like adding a memory at the end because that would be a whole different story and would have taken a while to write it up with good detail and stuff. So, I wanted to see if it was worth anything before I tried to continue it.
Don't know why I didn't enjoy reading this. Some of my other stories I could get into, but this one just didnt. Just wrote it because it was in my head
Submitted by sideshow (user info) at 2005-10-12 18:55:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
good so far
Submitted by ahumblefool (user info) at 2005-10-12 18:51:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Why did you not enjoy writing this? What is the memory at the end? I think this is pretty good, just left unanswered questions.
Submitted by The_Yellow_Dart (user info) at 2005-10-12 18:51:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
not too shabby
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-12 18:48:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
hmm interesting i think