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From Heaven To Hell
She walked across the wrecked street, the blazing flames and loud roars were stinging her mind. Everything that was happening around her was a blur, it seemed like she would suddenly fall because of all the things that had been thrown at her. Her hands were red, but she couldn't feel anything. She had just dug her way from six feet under the ground, and the first thing that she saw was a headstone with the name "Buffy Anne Summers" on it. It was slowly coming back to her. She had been dead. But now, she isn't.
It had been warm. She was at peace. Everything she thought she knew was in their rightful places and everyone she cared about was happy. So was she. It seemed like heaven. She was in heaven. But now, she isn't. As she stood on top of the damaged tower, she wanted to find release again. It was peace that she was looking for. She was complete. But now, she had to do everything she had done again. This world seemed like hell. To her, it is hell.
Finally, she knew. She had taken a trip, from heaven to hell.