Cold As Hell

Cold is more of an attitude than a temperature. Especially in Hell. My past and misdeeds have already been judged. Yet you, you with a warm heart, know the circumstances that swayed my poor decisions, as I lived in poverty and was a victim of countless abuse and starvation of needs. My actions were wrong, and I don’t justify it. I just wish I’d been taught, helped to find a better way. But my past has passed. And as you feel rightfully cold, in your “goodness”, you won’t even let me warm you.

100 Word Fiction Challenge Week 10

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