The Firey Depths Of Hell, chapter 1
One normal day at Tullawong High School at South- East Queensland, Australia, a boy named Mitch Brown was walking around looking for his friends. I don't think he has friends though. So lets say he just felt like walking. He was walking down a path (like you didn't know that yet) and he saw a bag which looked alomst fimilar. Hey wait a mintue... it looks like his. Well anyway. He saw his bag and thought... what is it doing here? So he went back to his locker to put it away. Walking down a path.... (how long does it take to get to your locker?) untill he came to a stop. Luckly he stoped infront of his lockers. Si he opened it up and.... wosh, he sucked into his locker.
After, what it seemed to be as days, he stoped. Then fell. He picked himself up and looked around. Red red everywhere.
"Man it's hot in here," he said.
"What do you expect?" said a voice.
He turned to left. to his right. No one.
"I'm over here,"it was that voice again.
Then all of a sudden a reddish man appeared. He had a long tail, horns, and a pitch fork.
"AHH!!!" yelled Mitch.
"Mmm...it says you're not due here untill next week," the weird little man said reading a piece of paper.
"Wah?" Mitch said, unaware of where he was. "where am I?'
"Well if you were smart you would of realised that this is hell," the man said.
"That means you're the devil," he said in a surprise.
"Well la de da. You actually knew who i was without one of those who are you questions," said the devil in a I'm-sick-of-you voice.
"Why am I here?" Mitch asked.
"Here we go again. Another why am I here person." said the devil. "You're here because you found an entrance to hell. And since you're here, you mind as well stay. After all... you are due to die next week."
"Will I feel pain?" Mitch asked curiously.
"Not yet you won't. You will after this date next week though," answered the devil.
"Can I go wondering around?" asked Mitch.
"Well, you weren't meant to be here....so maybe....fine you can," answered the devil with a lot a thought.
Mitch walked off. He saw some other people. He went to go over and talk to them.
"Hi there. How's it going?" Mitch asked.
'Fine,"said the little girl. "Who are you? And how did you die?" she asked.
"I'm Mitch. And I'm not dead."
"Then why are you here?" she asked.
"I found an entrance to hell. Well that's what the devil said." Mitch answered. "He said to stay here because I was going to die next week anyway."
"Well I'm Lisa and I died by a car crash. I got sent to hell because I'm a gothic."Lisa said.
"Well..."Mitch scaned her. She was wearing a long black dress, she had long messy black hair, she writing what looked like a poem, and she was chewing gum." How's it been in here?" Mitch was thinking of what to ask. Even though the word pain might appear somewhere in her answer.
"It feels like hell. Painfull. Whatever I touch feels like a million stabs in a back. Now I know how Julius Caesar felt like. But you get use to it." she replied.
"ohh. Well I'll be off." he said.
With that the devil appeared out of no where.
"Hi agian, want to play blowing? It's fun" he asked.
"Ok. Where to?" Mitch reaplied.
"Follow me," the devil replied.
So the devil walked on and Mitch tagged along. Mitch tought to himself..how long is this going to take?
"We will be there soon," said the devil.
"huh?", Mitch said confussed.
"I can hear what ever I want to, when I want to, however I want to.," the devil told him.
"Oh I see," Mitch said slowly.
"Ok we're here," said the devil.
"Where are we?" Mitch asked.
"Here,"said the devil. And with that he pushed Mitch and Mitch started falling.
"I don't want to die!!!" Mitch yelled at the top of his lungs.
Back at school a couple of I-Think-I'm-Better-Then-You girls were just walking by and then all off a sudden Mitch fell on top of them.
"AAHHHHHH!!!!!!"yelled all the girls.
"I'm sorry," says Mitch. He loked his locker and said "Was that real?"
After, what it seemed to be as days, he stoped. Then fell. He picked himself up and looked around. Red red everywhere.
"Man it's hot in here," he said.
"What do you expect?" said a voice.
He turned to left. to his right. No one.
"I'm over here,"it was that voice again.
Then all of a sudden a reddish man appeared. He had a long tail, horns, and a pitch fork.
"AHH!!!" yelled Mitch.
"Mmm...it says you're not due here untill next week," the weird little man said reading a piece of paper.
"Wah?" Mitch said, unaware of where he was. "where am I?'
"Well if you were smart you would of realised that this is hell," the man said.
"That means you're the devil," he said in a surprise.
"Well la de da. You actually knew who i was without one of those who are you questions," said the devil in a I'm-sick-of-you voice.
"Why am I here?" Mitch asked.
"Here we go again. Another why am I here person." said the devil. "You're here because you found an entrance to hell. And since you're here, you mind as well stay. After all... you are due to die next week."
"Will I feel pain?" Mitch asked curiously.
"Not yet you won't. You will after this date next week though," answered the devil.
"Can I go wondering around?" asked Mitch.
"Well, you weren't meant to be here....so maybe....fine you can," answered the devil with a lot a thought.
Mitch walked off. He saw some other people. He went to go over and talk to them.
"Hi there. How's it going?" Mitch asked.
'Fine,"said the little girl. "Who are you? And how did you die?" she asked.
"I'm Mitch. And I'm not dead."
"Then why are you here?" she asked.
"I found an entrance to hell. Well that's what the devil said." Mitch answered. "He said to stay here because I was going to die next week anyway."
"Well I'm Lisa and I died by a car crash. I got sent to hell because I'm a gothic."Lisa said.
"Well..."Mitch scaned her. She was wearing a long black dress, she had long messy black hair, she writing what looked like a poem, and she was chewing gum." How's it been in here?" Mitch was thinking of what to ask. Even though the word pain might appear somewhere in her answer.
"It feels like hell. Painfull. Whatever I touch feels like a million stabs in a back. Now I know how Julius Caesar felt like. But you get use to it." she replied.
"ohh. Well I'll be off." he said.
With that the devil appeared out of no where.
"Hi agian, want to play blowing? It's fun" he asked.
"Ok. Where to?" Mitch reaplied.
"Follow me," the devil replied.
So the devil walked on and Mitch tagged along. Mitch tought to himself..how long is this going to take?
"We will be there soon," said the devil.
"huh?", Mitch said confussed.
"I can hear what ever I want to, when I want to, however I want to.," the devil told him.
"Oh I see," Mitch said slowly.
"Ok we're here," said the devil.
"Where are we?" Mitch asked.
"Here,"said the devil. And with that he pushed Mitch and Mitch started falling.
"I don't want to die!!!" Mitch yelled at the top of his lungs.
Back at school a couple of I-Think-I'm-Better-Then-You girls were just walking by and then all off a sudden Mitch fell on top of them.
"AAHHHHHH!!!!!!"yelled all the girls.
"I'm sorry," says Mitch. He loked his locker and said "Was that real?"
