Josh's Letter To His
Dearest Friend
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Dear Zack,
I died today. It's a lot different than I expected.
You see, I always thought that dying would
bring me to a world that is foggy and hazy. But
this place is crystal clear... It's even more real
than my life on Earth.
I can think. I can talk. I can even feel.
Right after the wreck I could feel my spirit
leaving my body. It was the weirdest thing,
Zack. I thought I heard you screaming out to
me, man. Must have been just imagining
things.
At first I was just standing in line, getting
registered I guess. They asked me for my
name...and began to look in this thing they
called the Book of Life.
I guess they couldn't find it though because
this huge angel standing next to me grabbed
me by the arm and started dragging me away. I
was terrified. I had no idea what was going on. I
asked the angel where he was taking me, but
he didn't answer. So I asked him again...
Finally, he told me that only those, whose
names were written in the Book of Life, could
enter into Heaven and the rest would be
condemned to Hell forever.
Man I was scared. The angel threw me into
some kind of holding cell. Where I've been
sitting and thinking for a long long time. Do
you want to know what I've been thinking
about?
I've been thinking about YOU.
Zack, You're a Christian.
You told me so yourself. I mean we talked
about it three different times today.
Kelly brought it up and you laughed it off.
Coach Adams brought it up and you changed
the subject.
I mean, it came up right before the wreck. Well
the question I can't get out of my mind is this,
Zack. Why haven't you ever told me about how
to become a Christian?
You say you are my friend, but if you really
were you would have told me about this Jesus
and told me how to escape this terrible place
that I'm headed for.
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, the
angels who have been chosen to cast me into
hell are coming down the hallway. I can hear
their footsteps.
I have heard of this Hell. They call it the Lake of
Fire.
I can't stand it, Zack. I am terrified. No! The
angels are at the door. Oh no, no! They're
coming in and they're pointing at me. They're
grabbing me and carrying me out of the room.
I already can smell the burning sulfur and
brimstone. I can see the edge of the cliff where
Hell burns.
This is it. I am without hope.
We're coming closer, closer, closer. My heart is
bursting with fear. They're holding me over the
flames. I am damned forever.
This is it. They are throwing me in. Fire, Pain,
HELL.
Why Zack? Why didn't you ever tell me about
Jesus?
Your friend,
Josh
P.S. Wish you were here.
The End...

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