Email from hell

Email from Hell By Mindy Sleeper Mike and Clarence were best friends since first grade. They were inseparable since the day they met. They were not related, but they were together so much many people thought they were brothers. In a way, they were; just not in any biological sense of the word. They were two of a kind, Mike and Clarence. My name is Bethany; I am Mike's wife. I am writing this story to warn people of what could be waiting for them on the other side. This is a tale of two friends and how their bond even broke through the veil. Have you ever heard of “the veil between the living world and the dead world”? This story will reveal what is on the other side of that veil and how our actions or lack thereof can lead us to an existence no one desires to know. Read on thoughtfully; for it could save your soul. As I said, Mike and Clarence were inseparable growing up. They shared everything, even a couple of their girlfriends by high school. Mike and I didn't meet until college. Mike was more reserved than Clarence. Clarence was always doing something he wasn't supposed to do. When it comes to the law, Clarence never really cared to follow it. Mike used to follow along with Clarence, until we got married. Then, he stopped doing stupid things. Clarence, of course, continued on with his reckless behavior. It was eventually going to become the reason he would end up a victim of murder. Throughout their lives, they would proclaim they were Christians. Many others questioned that due to the reckless behavior they would often portray. However, I was quick to point out none of us could judge what was in their hearts; only God could do that. Most of the time that would get people to not be so quick to judge. Every Sunday, they would go to church, pay their alms, worship like the rest of us and pray as well. The rest of the week, they did live in the bliss of their ignorance. Every day after work, they would meet for drinks and close down the bar every night. They would take a trip once a month and complete debauchery would be the treasure they gained from those trips. I would go along on every other trip; but not all the trips. There were many times I had no idea what those two were up to. The last trip they went on was two years ago, when Clarence passed away. Technically, he was murdered but no one was a suspect yet. Mike had gotten much more isolated since it happened. He didn't talk with me as much as he used to and he was more antisocial than I had ever seen him. Fortunately, we hadn't had children yet.

One day, Mike got a few days off from work and he was going through his emails. It had been weeks since he last checked them; so I knew it was going to be most of the day before he was done. I went ahead with my day and left him alone at the house. What he told me when I got back really stunned me. The following is what he told me about what happened that day when I was gone. Mike told me that after he had seen me off; he went back inside and began looking through his emails. He said he came across one email from Clarence's email address. At first, he thought it was some kind of spam; but his system identified it as a legit email and email address. He decided to go ahead and open it. He told me later on how he both regretted opening it and was thankful because it helped him understand how his actions were wrong and he needed to change his heart, truly. He read the email, which was rather long. It begins with an endearing beginning; but quickly gets sinister. “Dearest Mike, this is not a joke. I am writing to you from my cell in hell. I know this sounds radical, but it's true. After I died, I was immediately judged for every word, action and secret thing I had done throughout my life. I was forgiven for all those horrible things I said and did. However, when my heart was judged; I was found wanting. I lacked true unconditional love in my heart. I was offered time and time again to accept that unconditional love; but I refused each time. What I thought was love; was very far from the truth of love. Due to my denial of true unconditional love; I ended up here for all eternity. I need you to understand it's not just your actions, lack thereof or words you say or don't say that get you here. One can be forgiven all those things; but denial of Jesus Christ will get you denied access into eternal life. Denying the holy Spirit within you is also unforgivable. I woke up to darkness after I died. It was cold and damp when I arrived. I realized I did not lose any of my physical senses. As a matter of fact, they intensified ten times over normal. It was quite euphoric. However, that feeling of euphoria ended when I began realizing my environment. First, besides the darkness you see, the strong smell of sulfur permeates your nose. Second, when you breathe in, it's almost like you nearly choke to death just by taking a single breath. Third, you can feel the hot iron floor you're laying on so bad it's like you burn up completely and resurrect to do it all over again. Fourth, all you can see is the darkness in your cell and looking outside is a desolate barren desert with canyons of red hot lava lakes. The other part of the outside environment is all the souls willingly walking into these canyons. He didn't understand at first, but realized that in hell there is no free will. You do what the demons that stood guard over the condemned souls Told you to do. I watched as one by one they fell screaming into these canyons. The demons called them the pits.

I watched and cried for each soul, brother. Watching things happen down here is different. You feel their pain as you watch them suffer. I only leave the cell when it's my turn to burn. This may be a horrible place, but it's organized. Brother, when I tell you this is a place of complete regret; that is not to be taken lightly. All I think about is regret. I feel no good feelings here. Everything is negative; there is no hope once you get here. I am warning you, take these words to heart brother. Every move I make takes what feels like hours to do. Just a little twitch of a finger seems to take forever. When I finally complete the move, it comes out awkward and twisted. I feel like I am still in my body; even though you and my family buried me years ago. This place is a realm of pure evil. Do you remember the story of the rich man that died and went to hell and cried for Abraham to save him? The broken cliff in that story is a real place. I am talking about a real physical place on the surface of earth where the veil between the living and the dead is thin enough to cross. Brother, it's in America. We look at it as a tourist spot; on the spiritual plane this is where heaven and hell split from each other. I get whipped daily here. The food they give you is rotted and crawling with maggots. We get black, thick tar to drink and not the sugary kind. We are always thirsty and hungry here. Sleeping is out of the question, unless it's part of your punishment. Brother, you don't want to be where I am. They allow me to sleep for what seems like five minutes, then I have to go to a large catacomb for what they call breakfast. We are forced to eat rotten eggs and moldy bread. We are forced to drink either the tar or overdue clumpy milk. It is a false hope they trick you with to make you think there might be hope. Yesterday, I was forced to kill my loving mother in a torturous vision over and over again. Today, I suspect it will be my ex wife or maybe you. I only truly loved three people in my life and you were one of them. Every day between lunch and dinner time I am forced to kill one of the three of you and to do unspeakable atrocities upon the corpses. I am devastated each and every time. I can only stay on my level, which is the level of betrayal. I constantly must experience the betrayal I implemented upon others through my life. The entertainment here is the word kind of entertainment you can think of. You literally get bored to death, then resurrected to do it all over again. You wouldn't believe the amount of torture you can endure in a whole day here. I have no choice but to experience it. All the entertainment we liked on the surface comes after you down here. The ending is always the same. Only with you to be annihilated and resurrected to relive it all over again. I wish for a lot here, but never receive anything.

I wish I could give you good news, but there is no good news ever again once you deny Christ. Brother, accept him truly into your heart. You do not want an eternity of punishment and condemnation. I saw your dad here. Along with many other ancestors of yours. I have a message from your dad; whether you care or not. He said he has a place for you here in hell if you do not change your heart. He has nothing good planned for you brother. No one can help another here; everyone is suffering their own personal torment here. There is no time for anything else. Take this warning seriously brother, I don't want to see you here.

He sat down and cried for a while. He decided from that moment on he would build his relationship with his Lord Jesus Christ before it was too late.