What-ah?

Sulphur was raining down from heaven. People were running all over the place. I was surrounded by people- black and white, both did not know their fate.

It was chaos. People were dissapearing. One by one they vanish into thin air leaving behind their clothes. I screamed as the person infront of me vanished with a hissing sound. His clothes dropped to ground.

“I’ve had enough”, I thought to myself. This was really too much for me to take in! I climbed the steps of the 10 storey building. Once at the top, I climbed over the railing and stood at the ledge, panting and not daring to look down, I opened my arms up wide and just lean forward. My body tipped over and then all I felt was the strong wind blowing through my hair…

“I’m sorry, Mum and Dad”, I heard myself whisper out- that was all I could master afterall, a whisper.

There was no pain. I didn’t feel anything! But, how can that be? I fell from a 10 storey building, didn’t I? I opened my eyes.

“Hello? Is anybody there?”, I asked. Silence greeted me. I squinted a little, and found myself in a dark cold room. I shiver. Where was I?

It was too cold. To keep myself warm, I jogged on the spot. Slowly, the heat came like wave- first my feet felt warm, then my hands, and now my head! It felt good- warm and cozy. Reminded me of how it was back at home when we, Dad and Mum and me, will sit around the fireplace. Sweet memories floated across my mind- it made me nap.

A sudden jolt woke me up. My feet hurt- no, it was on fire! I screamed for help. Myvoice could only come out as a mere whisper and all I could hear was the cracking sound of the fire- which was spreading up towards my thigh! The amazing thing was my body was not harmed. I was burning, but there was no scar, my skin was still hugging my body! But the pain, the pain is the proof that the fire is real.

What is wrong? I pinched myself, and it hurt! ” This isn’t a dream. This is real. This is hell”, I thought. HELL. Oh God, is this really Hell? Am I in Hell? I looked up to cry to God to come save me now.

Up, there was a big hole in the ceiling. I looked closely. Despite the pain, I concentrated as hard as I could on what was beyond this room. Dad! Mum! And a Big White Figure- God, I suppose. There were having fun- drinking and laughing together. Have they forgotten all about me?

“Dad! Mum!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. I didn’t care whether they could hear or not, it was the only thing I could do in my situation.

They looked down and ordered me to be quiet, then, continued with their mindless chatter! How dare they!

“Dad! Mum! And, God, is that you? Bring me out of here! It’s hellish in here”, I cried.

They tried, of course, but they couldn’t. There was a dark space between us, something like a blackhole I could not go to the other side, neither could they come over. I was doomed. Ignoring the pain, I tried to climb out, only to realise that the hole was closing up. I was locked in the painful room forever. Doomed to die for eternity in this place called Hell.

Heaven was where I wanted to be. Oh, how I regret not picking up the Bible while I was still on earth.