Hell! I had never believed in hell until now. I believed in the gods but not hell. I just figured out it was a old tale Cruzita tells me anytime she catches me doing something bad.
"Hell is for bad people. Bad people always go to hell Arianne, so you must always be good." Cruzita will say this anytime I committed any offense.
So I've always been good. I ate my veggies, didn't tell lies, never stole anything or did anything that would land me to the fiery pits.
But somehow I think I must have gotten there all on my own! I was in hell because nothing could ever feel like this, this endless sufferings. My throats hurts from all the screaming, everything hurts! I had never felt pain like this before, this pain was nothing compared to anything I've ever faced. Not even when my body system had been injected with poison.
