Be careful of your actions


He stole, that was his life, creeping to people’s houses and taking all he could, which was wrong but he justified it saying that’s how life goes on and it’s only material goods, insured and can always be replaced, until that fateful day, when everything changed.

He broke in to this nice house and gathered up the things he liked, the things he thought were worth good money, but this time did not know when enough was enough. He crept quietly, while people slept upstairs, he was so stealthy, they were never aware. He suddenly found a small box, that was heart shaped and covered in gold, he looked to force it open, because he was desperate to know, what was within, so he found a knife and he started hard to open it by prizing it, then suddenly he heard a voice speak, advising not to do it. He turned startled and pointed the knife, that’s when he saw the woman, who said open that and it will change your life. He demanded the key, she offered it from the chain round her neck, he then opened up the box, didn’t know just what to expect. Then a red bright light sprang forth and entered every part of him. He felt the weight of his heart and soul, being taken. She spoke again and said, true goodness is always rewarded good things, but what you do is not good, so what will happen is only a bad thing and it’s taking you to hell, it’s taking you to a place that you deserve, you think of nobody but yourself and creeping around in this house in stealth, is bad for your health. He looked at her forlorn and cried, I just did trying to get by, she said so many others manage to do the same, while staying on the path of what’s right, you chose the easier option, rather than trying harder to do something good, you chose to steal from people, thing that they had worked hard to acquire and I don’t think you cared, I don’t think you ever thought about that, now you’re going to pay the price, and your essence will be captured in this heart shaped judgement box and it was, as he disappeared in s cry of anquish deep in hell he now would languish for his deeds.

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