Karma

You were a really bad person. I mean as bad as they come. You treated everyone as if they were beneath you, and less than human. Abused them, and used them, until they no longer amused you. Believed you were perfect in every way, and none could compare. No one liked you, but feared what you could do to them. You were born into wealth and privilege. Never knowing an ounce of hardship ever. Spoiled to the core by your parents, and all who served you. Pain and suffering of the less fortunate were like music to your ears. You reveled in the misfortune of others, and even made it your fun to cause it. As heartless as they come cold in every way. That was you and your life. Until one day it caught up with you. You made an enemy of the one person who brought it all down. Now your dead. You stand before god. However it is not a warm greeting or smile he has for you, but rather a look of disgust. He says heaven never even crossed his mind, and hell would be to pleasant for you. Where your going you will live your life being the recipient of all the ill you sowed. Begone from my sight. Oh just to make sure you don't return to soon. You will not be able to take your own life, or be killed by normal means. Your welcome.