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Hey... have you heard of the hotline to hell?

well, urban legend has it that you hate someone and you want to send him/her to hell, you can just type their name and pull a red string and he/she will be send to hell immediately. However, as a payment, you too need to suffer in hell after you die.

You know what, I've been to that site before and I did type a name but I did not wish to terminate that person. I don't think I want her to suffer in hell and I don't want to go in hell as well. You will not get anything in hell but suffer and a lot of pain. That's what I know, a little bit about hell because I have never been there and I am not. I am not gonna be in hell. I will not and I know that very well. I know myself more than anybody could imagine and I know that I will not move any part of my body in it either.

I am so afraid when I think of death. I just don't know where I will be and I don't want to be in a not good place in hereafter. I just don't have the feeling to die yet. My family is here for me and I want to spend my time with them. I have my friends with me and I want to appreciated them. I don't want to waste my life and I don't want to make anything wrong. I hope that I don't do anything wrong and I always hope that people will like me.

About the hotline to hell. I don't think I want to visit it anymore. I always wanted to but now, I change my mind and I will never want to visit that website again. I think that's it. Bye!

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