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I Wanted to Die But It Was Too Late..I was in Hell.

Updated on July 2, 2011

One night, as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed my Pomeranian Sammy staring intently into the corner of my room. The first thing I thought was, "Oh no, there's a spider in my room!" I had recently developed a phobia for no apparent reason and Sammy was great at sniffing out these arachnid demons from the underworld. Well, that's the way I always thought of them at least but I was about to be shown how stupid that really was. Tentatively, I scanned the wall he was staring at. "Thank God, no spiders!" As I continued to change my clothes, now curious, I watched Sammy. He was moving his head about as if he were watching something, something I couldn't see. Then, slowly, a low-pitched sound emerged from him as he began to growl. I was starting to get nervous, there were goosebumps forming on my arms. What was he seeing that I couldn't? I suddenly got the feeling I didn't want to know. I quickly jumped into bed, pulling the covers on top of me, still staring at the corner.
All of a sudden, there was a foul odor in the room and as Sammy started barking, I began to see a dark shadow form on the wall. Now, gripped with fear, my scream stuck in my throat, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The dark shadow began moving towards my bed. My heart, now pounding, felt as if it would pop out of my chest. I watched terrified as it slithered up my bed towards me. "What the hell was happening?" I screamed in my head. As it slid over me, I felt a tremendous weight on me, crushing me. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe. This evil, vile presence began whispering in my ear, teasing and tormenting me. Sammy kept barking and in complete horror and disbelief, I watched as he was lifted in the air, his head suddenly twisted, quieting him forever. As he dropped down to the floor, the voice taunted, "You're next".
"God," I thought, " I'm dying, I can't breathe!"
"God", shot back the voice, laughing, "it's too late for that now. God is dead and so are you". I could suddenly feel heat. I was aware of other voices now, from far away but definitely getting closer, bloodcurdling screams, anguished moans, sounds I didn't think humans could emit. Terror. It was the sound of pure, unabashed terror, getting louder now. There was no mistaking it, it was definitely human. I could now feel the flames lapping around me. That nauseating vile odor was now recognizable. It was the smell of burning flesh and human excrement. I was going to hell. "Why," I screamed in my head, "I never did anything wrong!"
For a moment there was understanding, for a brief reprieve of the pain it became clear to me. It wasn't for what I'd done but for what I had failed to do. Love your enemies, pray for those who persecute you. If you only love those who love you, what good is that, even Satan does that.
I lived a normal, comfortable life but outside of my family and friends, I had never done anything to touch others lives. I had never done anything to make this world a better place. My life had no meaning, I never made a difference. Now the words reverberated in my head, "Then the Lord will say to those on His left, depart from Me, you who are cursed into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat. I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, I was a stranger and you did not invite me in. I needed clothes and you did not clothe me. I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me. For whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, my brothers, you did not do for me."
Now I was dying and it was too late. "God, how could You let this happen, why didn't You give me a chance?" Slowly these visions started to form in my head. Me as a child, watching kids calling the new girl names, teasing her, making fun of her as she stood there and cried. "I never took part in that," I cried, "I've never called people names!" The reply resounded in my head, "You never did anything to stop it, you never befriended her, you watched as they made her cry and you did nothing to help her."
As similar scene after scene came to mind, I was pulled lower and lower into the great pit of fire. I could see demons now, legions of them, all tearing at my flesh, torturing me. I wanted to die but it was too late for that. I was in Hell.


This story is purely fictional but the message is true. Sammy has passed on now and although it's been years and I have another dog I love, I still miss him terribly. We had a connection unlike any other dog I have owned and I have had quite a few over the years. In his entire life he never left my side and understood everything I said. Seriously. And although this story is fictional, there were many times when he would be watching something in my room or barked in a protective manner into the corner. I know he was seeing something I wasn't though I still cannot tell you what it was. So even though I fictionalized the rest of the story, the message is still valid. It is not enough to just live your life being kind and helpful to only those you love, even Satan does that. It is not enough to simply follow the law, even evil people do that. God commanded that we love one another, even our enemies, that we should reach out and help people who are less fortunate then us, that we should feed the hungry, clothe the needy, help the sick. Imagine what this world would be like if we treated every person we came across as if they were Jesus, himself! We would eradicate poverty, starvation, war, crime. This would be such a different world.
As Edmond Burke said, "All that is necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing". What gives any of us the right to complain about the state the world is in if we are not out there doing our part to make a difference? Imagine how much worse things would be if not for all the people who volunteer their time and money to various charities and organizations, who are going out there and actually doing as God commanded. If you want to make this world a better place then it is up to you to do your part. Get out there and volunteer..even the busiest person can find an hour a week to help those in need. If for some reason you are not able to volunteer your time to help others, donate to a charity that will, even the poorest can go without a cup of coffee to give to those who have even less and pray for those who need forgiveness or need to find God, even the wickedest of hearts can be changed by God. It's up to you to do whatever you can to make this world what God created it to be.



Mathew 25:41-46

41"Then he will say to those on his left, 'Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.'
"They also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?' "He will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.' "Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life."


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      C-Bless 6 years ago from Canada

      I was gripped by this story; it is a great read. Thank you for sharing...

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      enchanted13 7 years ago from Toronto, Ontario, Canada

      Thank you Leslie! Much appreciated. :)


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      Leslie A. Shields 7 years ago from Georgia

      Praise God for you

      I enjoyed the Hub and was certain it was your actual experience until you declared it to be fictional. Wonderful word!!

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      enchanted13 7 years ago from Toronto, Ontario, Canada

      Thank you so much Soumyasrajan. I appreciate the comment as this is really the first fictional piece I have written and although I would like to write more fiction, I don't really have a knack for it. I'm not sure where this came from exactly but am glad you were able to "go through it with me" by my descriptions!

      Be blessed my friend!

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      soumyasrajan 7 years ago from Mumbai India and often in USA

      Nice hub! You can make a person go through it with you, by your description. Enjoyed! Wish you all the good luck. Any way even inspired with fictional outbursts perhaps you do a lot more for others?

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      enchanted13 7 years ago from Toronto, Ontario, Canada

      Thank you Samson! If it has inspired you to write about Jesus then you have brought me great joy! I look forward to reading your hubs! God bless!

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      Sam 7 years ago from Tennessee

      voted up & awesome! What a wonderful hub, been looking for something to write about, I think you have inspired me to write about what I believe, and that is that Jesus Christ is the son of God and He reaches out to those that need Him... blessings to you and yours.

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      SilentReed 7 years ago from Philippines

      A hub I pubiished entitled "Christ the beggar" expresses best what I feel I would want to comment here. God Bless

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      enchanted13 7 years ago from Toronto, Ontario, Canada

      Lol, sorry I scared you hun though that was kind of the point so I'm glad to hear it, if you know what I mean. I wrote that a long time ago and as with the poems, I'm not sure where it came from. I just started writing it one day and it just flowed out of me. I couldn't come up with a story like that or even written it if I tried. :)

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      Marliza Gunter 7 years ago from South Africa

      Sjoe, you almost scared me there half to death with that dragging to hell part...sigh..what a relief it was just a story... lol... lovely and wonderful message to share, yes, I too believe that Jesus will hold us to that. He once told me to cook for a person that I really don't like, Jesus showed me that if I did as He say, my food that I prepare are blessed with righteousness. If that person eats the food with an unthankful heart, the righteousness that's spoken upon the food will condemn him, but if he eats it with a thankful heart and does not throw the food back into my face, then the food will bless him. As Jesus said to me, I should just do as He told me, He has it all under control. :)

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      Joe A. McCray 7 years ago

      Sarmack, I wrote a book and just had it published. The name of the book is

      "Miracles Never Cease by Joe A. McCray, Published by PublishAmerica, at this time the only place to get it is PublishAmerica online bookstore. This book consist of testimonies real live people that have had super-natural miracles happened to them. Even myself has had supernatural miracles happen. My adopted son at four year old, the Dr's said he would not live pas the age of 15, He is 26 years old now. He was born with Sickle-cell, and Asthma, and the baby of triplets. My girlfriends and I each one took one through Social Service Foster Care. My husband, and I went through classes to learn how to take care of a 2 months old baby that was 5lbs at the time, sleepimg in a laundry basket for a bed for a few days. Tell me God is an awesome God.

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      enchanted13 7 years ago from Toronto, Ontario, Canada

      Thanks Sarmack and I agree. I've had my share of spiritual experiences as you already know, thank goodness I haven't experienced demons dragging me into hell and pray I never will! :)

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      Sarah 7 years ago from Washington State

      It's too bad this is fictional. These things actually happen to people in Spiritual events. They can be life changing events if Acted upon...

      It is a Blessing that God has Given you the Gift to write these words without having to experience the events.