My fate

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Amidst the glorious white light, a humongous black figure could be seen. It was not hard to identify him as he was holding a towering scythe, it was of course the grim reaper

Me meeting him now meant only one thing...I died.

After overcoming the feeling of loss, guilt, sadness. Add a bit of elation too I approach the monumental figure.

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Grim reaper "Darkness is bred from light...Light is bred from darkness. Such is the relation with these two entities. A symbiotic relationshipship.

People adapt, change and mend their ways.

An evil person today could be seen visiting a church tommorrow. A nun today could be seen in a prison tommorrow.

However in the end, no one dies evil. All of mankind eventually breeds a little bit of faith in their hearts before their inevitable death.

Actions follow people's thoughts..Those actions can either be good or heinous... One could be sent to hell because of these thoughts."

After exclaiming these words of boredom the grim reaper suddenly put on a disgusted face.

Grim reaper "However, you Drey.. possess one of the darkest hearts I had the opportunity to percieve.

Through out the thousands of the years I served as the new grip reaper, I can confidently say you possss the darkest aura around you."

What do you mean? Dark? I exclaim with an oscillating voice

It is.. as I have just proclaimed! You Drey..are a extremely, filthy and evil human. It as if the devil resides in you.

Wait.what do you mean evil? I have never done anything of that occurd.

That does not mean you will not eventually commit a sin of great immorality.

We grim reapers have the ability to judge a persons past and future actions and yours.. I am afraid is filled with sinful actions.

I felt a strong burn in my chest, my throat started to dry up and the feeling of pain arrived on the skin of my windpipe. It was an awful feeling.

I DONT BELIEVE YOU! There's no way I would ever commit an act so evil as your description.

Every being natural response is to deny something they think is implausible.

Suddenly a mirror similar to the size of the reaper appeared in front of me. It was the size of two cinema screens affixed together.

The reaper then went ahead to show me my future.

I felt my legs tremble a bit as I continued to stare at the mirror-like screen. My throat dried up even further leaving it dehydrated.

It was as he said... I did despicable acts.

I became a murderer if not for the my death. I would eventually go on to kill countless if I had survived.

How I ended as a murderer? It was a result of many things.

Firstly, my only friend Max would end dying in a succesful retaliation that saved me.

Secondly, my relationship with family came to a ugly halt. I started hating both of my parents because of the unecessary work and bullsh*t I was put through-a result of financial problems at home.

I believed that instantly. I knew firsthand I was a conservative. I'd rather save my energy than go work.

Lastly, the one that shocked me the most, Olovia the girl I thought I had a chance with. The girl that approached me with the intention to date me. It was all a facade.

She was put on this task by her friends. The task was to get a reaction and they were succesful at it.

She was a good actor I thought remembering the time at the bench whilst harboring a strong sense of hate.

However as a result of this combination of hideous circumstances. I would start to feel lonely more so than before and end up creating a crevice in my heart. I would also start to harbor a strong feeling of resentment towards my classmates that set me up.

I would eventually become a school shooter and kill hundreds including Olivia; The school covered in a pool of crimson red reflecting my dark soul.

I would get the firearm from the terrorists and surprisingly the handed over the weapon. Perhaps they wanted me to join them later on as a young terrorist, I pondered unsure as the screen dissapeared from my view.

I believe you have seen enough, it is only right I send you towards hell

I wanted to refute his proclamation by replying with a "I haven't doneany of these acts"

I knew he would just reply with "thats not the point here, rather to show you how corrupted you are" or something along those lines.

I suddenly felt the familiar comfortable light cover me up like how a mother would caress it's child and instantly appeared sorrounded with lava, magma and mountains of red- it could easily combat the red I saw earlier many times over.