Entry #5

When Laxor told me that I was in hell. My mind spun. I felt extremely frightened. I started running, due to such fearfulness, and suddenly I came to the edge of a cliff. At the bottom was red, hot lava. Laxor started chasing me with a face full of rage and anger. I assumed he planned on attacking me. I had to make a choice- let him attack me, and, possibly, kill me or jump and keep my dignity. So I jumped, and as I fell, it felt like I had been falling forever. And, at impact, I suddenly woke up from my deep sleep. I was sweating and panting. The realistic dream of my journey to this hell left me with only one thought, one question, how should I live life?