Creative writing

My eyes shot open as darkness conceived them. I was capped from top to
bottom by the abhorrent dirt seeping into my nose, dripping out the opening
of my face. I begin to feel myself rise and I now have the ability to sit up. My
head was crouched as it hit the pinnacle of a fairly uncomfortable object. It
then hits me, like a sword which has just been passed through my chest, that I
was risen from the dead. The odour, the feel and the darkness it all made
sense. My body became suddenly lighter and I started to become exposed to
what looked like my afterlife. The shallow moon hid away as the beam of light
escaped, reflecting onto me and there I was following a path which only god
knew the destination to.
I am going to heaven!
Barefoot and stepping on sharp rocks but I didn’t seem to feel a thing. I
wondered deeper, the elegant smells seeped up into my nose almost tasting it.
There were all sorts of new images which my eyes captured and the colossal
trees arched over into the extended, peaceful, quite river to take a drink.
Tingles ran through my entire body; my hands brushed along the soft healthy
grass which widened my path for me. My hands found their way to my face
which was just smooth and soft and I almost wasn’t able to identify it and for I
second I thought I was in someone else’s body. The path ahead of me, which
grew in her beauty as I got closer and closer to the gates of heaven (most,
exquisite segment of heaven that my eyes had ever witnessed) made me feel
more alive than I ever did during my time on gods Earth. The birds chirp so
peacefully as if they were singing a hymn from the bible. There I was standing
outside the gates glaring at them not knowing where they began or finished. I
myself was like a single atom compared to the gates and it excited me.
Indeed, I forced myself onto the gate however…
The gates were barred, tied up with heavy chains; an enormous padlocked on
the front. The beauty of the door sinned through the air, sniffing, searching for
an easy root to hell. It comprised of micro arthropods embarking their path
through. The gates chipped away; I tugged and pulled but there was no hope, I
couldn’t enter. I was confused and all sorts of thoughts rushed through my
brain. Why couldn’t I enter? I tried one more time to force the gates to open
but this time they sizzle burning my hands. I pulled my hand away and started
to lose hope I lost hope in faith, god and everything that came in-between. My
access was denied and I began to look back. Where do I go now? I began to
follow the path where I came from but it was no longer elegant and beautiful
the path had changed and became dull and hot and the rocks were sharp and
the birds were no longer chirping but were now screaming this was it I was
going to hell.
My feet started to bleed as I trembled along this new path. My body began to
sweat and became soaked with the abhorrent and unpleasant smell which fell
from me. My skin began to turn rough at touch and soon felt more rough than
sand paper and I weighted down. My own body became heavy and it became a
choir as I was dragging myself along this disgusting path which I just wanted to
spit at. I felt indignant as my whole life flashed before me and I neglected
everything in my life but god and showing kindness towards others. What did I
do to deserve to end up in a place this rotten? The bird’s screams echoed
through my ear, as the screeching sounds deafened me and I was no longer
looking ahead but behind at the beautiful views of heaven which I couldn’t be
a part of. My body became even more heavier as I arrived at the bloody sinful
gates; conceived in blood with the handprints of old wretch’s sinners who
never took a second to appreciate God but here I was. Smoke and fog rolled
out under the door submerging my feet. It was eating me alive. Never in my
whole existence did I believe I would end up here.
My fingers, hands, legs, arms all trembled as I stood there staring up afraid to
make my first pull. My hands heavy as I placed them on the chins which were
2x heavier and I pulled. I was afraid of what I was going to see. I did my last pull
and there the gates opened sending me to fly back, I didn’t want to look inside
and took a slight peak and I was more that surprised of what I had witnessed. I
got up onto my feet and ran into the gates before they closed; began praying
to god as peace began to surround me like an angel protecting me, all the sin
and evil escaped running back to hell, thanking him for not sending me to hell.
All sorts of mysterious and wondrous ideas travelled through my head but this
was my final test from god and I had passed/succeeded I was now going to live
my life eternally in heaven at peace.
I was saved!