The Underworld

Dear Diary, 10/7/06

Rachelle Boone

It’s been ten years since my accident, since my life came to an end, or began I should say. I’ve always thought life was a living Hell, but I was depressed, so what do I know? The only good thing in my life was waiting to die, but here I am living a death. Ironic. Turns out Hell is a lot better than living, it’s like you were never born and you never died, you never age. I remember the day after I turned seven, I started counting the days for my eighth birthday. “364 DAYS…363 DAYS…362 DAYS…361 DAYS…” “Rachelle, shut the heck up. You JUST had your birthday,” mom would say to me as she knitted a scarf. Here in Hell, you don’t get birthdays. The only celebration you see is Satan dancing the Macarena over the ashes of the people you once knew. He’s pretty cool I guess, he has a bit of a hot headed temper though, he should chill.

When I arrived, he gave me the shittiest job, with Becky Marbloid. She was so awful when she was alive, I was glad when she died. Only thing now is I have to be dead with her, for the rest of my dead life. I’m constantly working with the bitch, it never ends. Man, I really want a Hamburger, but we’re not allowed to eat. Satan tells us if we eat, instead of turning our souls into ashes, he’ll keep lighting our bodies on fire over and over again for the rest of eternally, to where we can’t die. It’s strange here, but I think I like it.

 

Dear Diary, 10/7/06

Satan

It’s been ten years since Rachelle arrived. There is something about her that’s different. I feel as if she enjoys pain. I gave her the shittiest job, working with Becky. I don’t blame Rachelle for hating her, she is a bitch. I enjoy watching people suffer in pain, yet Rachelle seems to enjoy it. I know this may be strange for me, but I think I’m maybe falling for her. I don’t believe that’s possible, given the fact I am the King of Hell, ruler of all Evil, who despises happiness and love. Maybe it’s a hate love, I hate her so much I love her. I believe her ex-boyfriend is scheduled to arrive in 3 days. He was always a jerk towards her, I could maybe assign him a job to piss her off. She may slap him around a bit, which sounds exciting. I like pain. Maybe, too much of it…

Dear Diary, 10/11/06

Rachelle Boone

I think Satan is trying to kill me, again. My ex-boyfriend arrived today, apparently Satan had him get hit by a semi. I mean, it’s quite the gift though. He was always an ass to me, he made me feel so powerless. After he cheated on me with my sister, I had more hate for him than hurt. A month or so after we broke up, he wanted me back, little did he know, I was dating his best friend. I told the loser off and we haven’t spoke since. I’ve wondered what hell hole he would fall into, who would’ve known it was mine? I feel as if Satan wants me to suffer more than the others, he gives me more pain than anyone else here. I think I enjoy the pain, in a weird way. It’s like I’m drawn to it. I do hate my ex, but I enjoy his presence for the pain. He’s been begging me to take him back, so we could spend the after life with each other, it pisses me off. The more he pisses me off, the more anger and hate I have towards him, which is great on my part. I’d love the beat him up soon. Satan told me I could hurt him all I want, but I’d have to receive the pain back, totally worth it. If only I knew why he is wanting me to suffer more than anyone else.

 

Dear Diary, 10/11/06

Satan

I want her, I want her to be mine. Rachelle Boone is different than anyone else here, she enjoys being hurt. What if I have her rule Hell with me? This is crazy, I can’t be drawn to her, I have a reputation to hold. Maybe if I torture her, just one last time. I could tie her up, then have her ex boyfriend torture her and beat her up

She shall be my queen.

 

Dear Diary,  10/12/06

Rachelle Boone

Something feels off about Satan. Yesterday, he tied me up and had my ex beat me up. It hurt like hell, but I didn’t mind. As much as I hated it, especially because it was my ex, I enjoyed it in a way. But Satan owes me, big time.

 

Dear Diary, 10/16/06

Satan

Today is the day I will make Rachelle Boone become my Queen. I have everything planned and ready to go. I want to give her something nice first, more pain. I might just tie her ex up like I did her, and have her beat him up or maybe even burn his soul. I have a good feeling about this. Rachelle Boone, prepare to be mine.

 

Dear Diary, 10/16/06

Rachelle Boone

Oh…My…God…Satan is turning insane. He had Gavin tied up so I can beat him, and it was amazing. The best part…He let me burn his soul. I strive for danger and pain, I live for it, well, I wouldn’t put it exactly that way.

I’m also a little concerned about Satan. He seems to be extra threatening towards me, and he seems like he wants to be close. It’s a little weird. I just hope it will go away soon.

 

Dear Diary, 10/18/06

Satan

I had to do it. There was no other way, but now I feel so hurt. Is this what it feels like? Rachelle refused to become my Queen, I just had to get rid of her for good. She’s gone now, and so is the only soul I had left.

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