Hi,

Sorry I haven't posted in a few. I got pretty sick for a few days. Then a few other things going on. I hope to post this week. I also hope its going to be longer then 1000words. As i type this out I wonder if anyone is even reading this blog. I do have one follower but maybe ever one else is just bookmarking this blog. Yep that lie will tied me over. OK time for work.

Seven sin's

Wrath…Greed…sloth…pride…lust…envy, and gluttony. God once told me my mortal sins would damn me for all of eternity. That was the last thing I remember God telling me before casting me from heaven. As I fell towards the fiery pits of hell. A grin came a cross my face. I couldn’t wait. The thrill of being sent to hell made me ecstatic with excitement. But god had other plans for me it seemed. My body slammed in to the top of a parked car. I didn’t black out right away. I could feel each bone in turn break and crack. I remember thinking What the fuck! Before I blacked out from the pain.

“How are you feeling sir?” a young woman’s voice said as my eyes adjusted to the light.

“Where the fuck am I?” I choked out.

“Your at St. Francis Hospital. Your lucky to be alive.” She said as she checked my ivy and the needle in my arm. Why the fuck do I have arms? A body? And why am I in St. Francis Hospital?! This isn’t hell at all.

“How long have I been here?”

“Two and a half months.” She said before turning and heading out.

How? This doesn’t make sense.

“You know what doesn’t make sense? Is why would you want to be sent to hell?” a voice said. I turned my head to look around the best I could but didn’t see anyone.

“Who’s there?” But the voice never replied back. I was left laying there wondering why and how I could be alive on earth.