I picture hell as a place of fire and demons, I picture in my mind tortured soles that were dragged down in the the firey pits of burning lava. The hell I picture is the exact opposite of heaven I picture that when someone goes to hell they come up to a large burnt gate with spikes on the top and people speared on the spikes of the gate. Then as you keep walking the devil would come up to you and welcome you into his home of fire, and skeletons, then he would show you to your room. Then after you were there for three months he will give you a survey to see how bad you hate it there.
I picture hell as hot as 1000 degrees Celsius. After you were there for ten years he would spear you on one of the spears and then he would drink your blood that is running down the spears of the gates of hell. This is how I picture hell in my mind.
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