Warnings:
Slightly vivid
Dark
Deals with the world of hell
(If you are sensitive to this kind of stuff please feel free to skip this story)
Burning queen
When she died she was going to hell, she knew. She asked herself the questions that bugged her with every waking moment, is it really that bad? Maybe I can be queen? She never once thought about heaven; someone had already told she was going to hell. She didn't freak, she didn't scream; she simply nodded her head in understanding and walked away.
A few years later she died and as expected she went to hell. Except when she got there she loved it, she was popular in world full of criminals, murderers, delinquents, surrounded by people she felt happy and connected with. There she was the queen, happy and bad. Her life was good, burning in hell.