Tour to Hell

Yey!! πŸ˜€The weekend’s rolling on, everybody. πŸ”πŸΉπŸ₯‚πŸ¨πŸ– πŸ›΅πŸŠβ€β™‚οΈβ›Ήβ€β™‚οΈ As always, it’s time to eat and drink and take a small tour to the moon.  Pick your collection basket and let’s go. 🌜😊

Tour to Hell


There was once a man who longed to see what hell looked like. He kept craving for the place so much that people started calling him “Hellman”. His name was Simone. He had no wife and children and was known to love two things, farming and story-telling. The only living kindred he had was a caring step-mother.

“I just long to see what people there look like and whether it’s a real place,” Simone would respond to anyone who asked him why he wanted to go to hell.

One day, he fell terribly ill and would not even go to farm. So he spent the whole day in his house, all alone, sleeping. At midday, a man clothed in swaddling clothes and carrying a spear appeared at his door.

“Simone,” called the man. “Stand up and come with me.”

“Where to, my lord?” Simone asked.

“To hell,” replied the angelic being.

Simone was happy that he was finally going to see hell. He stood up quickly and followed the man out of the house and away. For nearly two hours, they walked on a very narrow path through a thick forest, in the middle of nowhere. All he could hear was the hooting of owls, as if from a distant hill.
Then finally they came out of the forest and landed on a very green field.

He felt sprightly and his feet extremely light as they moved across the field. And he still kept hearing the hooting of owls. “Hurry up, Simone,” the man goaded him.

When they reached the other edge of the field, they stopped and waited. There was another forest on that side and the pathway to it seemed unclear yet. Shortly, a ghostly dark figure emanated from the forest roaring like a ravenous lion ready to pounce on its prey.

“Now Simone, you shall go with him,” said the angelic man.

“Why him? You said you’d take me to the place,” complained Simone.

“I have managed to bring you this far, but I can’t cross over to the other side lest I lose my powers, Simone. Light cannot mix with darkness.”

Before he could make good his complaint, the ghost arrived near the spot and the angelic man pushed him to it, for there was a red line at the edge of the field that neither of the two creatures was allowed to cross.

The ghostly figure got hold of Simone and dragged him to the forest. The sound of the hooting owls ceased and Simone squirmed in fear. He tried to shout, but his jaws would not fall apart. A thick cloud of darkness covered them and a foggy way opened up in front of them.

The ghost held his hand and walked him down the road. It seemed to him as if they were moving downhill at a terrifying speed, and he kept hearing someone calling out his name from a distance, and the sound echoing back and forth.

After a while, he began to hear sounds of people shrieking and moaning in anguish. Then finally they stopped and the sounds grew louder. A dim light appeared like that of a candle lit in the middle of a sea, and he found that they were standing in front of a huge gate.

It was then and there that the feelings of death visited him. Yet, he still heard someone calling out his name, as if telling him to return.

“Where is this?” he asked the ghost.

“Hell,” replied the spirit in a rough deep voice.

“But I thought there’s fire in hell.”

“You will know what’s in there, kid. Soon. There’s more fire in every life than you can imagine. Welcome home.”

The ghost then let him free to open the gate.
Simone looked into the broad space inside and felt the movement of shapes up and down. As the man opened the gate, he heard the voice of his grandmother among the invisible figures shouting, “Nooo, Simone. Go back!” That was to him an alarm that things were not good in hell. He quickly turned and started running away. Not after so long, the ghost turned to push him in and realized that he had escaped. It therefore closed the gate and went after him with great speed.

As Simone ran away, he heard the footsteps of the ghost drawing closer and someone constantly saying, :Come on. Come on, Simone. Hurry up.”

He turned and saw the ghostly figure hurrying after him, just a few metres away. He looked ahead of him and saw the edge of the forest just a few shots away. He increased his pace, the ghost now hurtling closely behind him. Finally he arrived at the age of the forest and fell down, then he looked up and saw that the red line was only a few metres away and the angelic man still stood there at the edge of the field. “Come on, Simon,” he shouted at him. “Come back to me!”

He stood up, the ghost nearly grasping him, his breath nearly cutting off, and lunged forward towards the line. The angelic man quickly grabbed his arm and swirled him out.

“I knew you’d make it, my boy. Phew! I knew you’d return,” said the angelic man. “That’s not the right place for you, and now you know.”

He took one huge gulp of air deep into his lungs and his eyes opened. Standing right beside him with her hands across his chest was his step-mother. He smiled, sweat trickling down his forehead. Then he strained his eyes across and saw other people in the room.

“Oh, thank God. I kept calling your name and giving you first aid,” she said emotionally. “I was afraid you’d leave us, son.”

“I’m sorry, mum. An angel came here and took me to hell. It’s horrible there and I refused to enter and so we returned.”

The woman did not respond. Neither did the people. They thought, for a moment, that he had lost his fettle.

Copyright (c) 2022 Lamittan Minsah

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Hope you enjoyed. What did you learn from the story? Please leave your thoughts in the comments section below. Have a fabulous week ahead.

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41 Comments

  1. Sadje says:

    Very well told story Lamittan.

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    1. Thank you in a big way, Sadje. Glad you liked it.

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      1. Sadje says:

        You’re very welcome

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      2. πŸ’•πŸ™πŸ’•

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  2. Such a powerful and intense piece. I guess we all need to be careful with what we ask for. Wonderful story, Lamittan.πŸ’•

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    1. Oh sweet, glad you could draw a lesson from it. Many thanks to you, dear Grace.

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      1. Always a pleasure.πŸ’•

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  3. A wonderfully fascinating narrative, Lamittan
    I enjoyed this thoroughly

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    1. Glad you enjoyed it, my wonderful friend. Thank you for the compliment too. πŸ’«πŸ’•πŸ’•

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      1. You’re highly welcome πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™

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  4. QueenMary74 says:

    It seems that sometimes our curiosity will not serve us well if it is something not good for, or meant for us. Wonderful writing my friendπŸ’š

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    1. Amazing, dear Mary. Makes me feel good that you could draw some lesson from it. Thank you really for the comment 😊 πŸ’–

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  5. I enjoyed your story, and I’m glad he made it out, Lamittan. Hopefully, he is wiser now. πŸ™‚

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    1. Sure he is. I’m happy you enjoyed this, D. Thanks for the wonderful comment. πŸ’•

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  6. DAP says:

    Very intense article and well written. As my Mother would say …. becareful what you seek and remember that “curiosity killed the cat”. I’ll never forget.

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    1. Indeed, my friend DAP. Curiosity killed the cat. So amazing to put it that way. I’m glad you enjoyed and drew some lessons. Thank you 😊 ❀

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  7. Eugenia says:

    Excellent and intense story, Lamittan. An old saying – don’t dip your toe until you know.

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    1. Indeed, my dear friend Eugi. Much obliged for the support. πŸ’–πŸ’–

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  8. KK says:

    A beautiful story, Lamittan with a message. One should think first before wishing something.

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    1. Indeed, my friend Kaushal. Glad you enjoyed and drew some lesson from it. Enjoy the week. πŸ™

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      1. KK says:

        Oh yes, I did. Always welcome, my friend 😊

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      2. πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ’«

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  9. Oh Lam! This was so great to read. Super job!! I glad Simone finally got the hell knocked out of him! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ 😈

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    1. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I’m glad he finally did too. Many thanks to you, dear Nancy. πŸ’•

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  10. What a fantastic story Lamittan! Sometimes the grass is greener on the other side, until we get there.

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    1. Oh for sure! What a thoughtful way to put it, Diane. Thank you for your beautiful reflection. πŸ’•

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  11. Oh my my heart was racing until the very end. Hell can be couched in many was and he certainly learned his lesson. Great story with a superb message.. don’t be fooled by empty promises. 😍 Love it!!πŸ’ž

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    1. I’m very glad you enjoyed reading this, dear C, and that you could draw some lessons from it. Thanks for showing love ❀ 😍

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  12. Bridgette says:

    What a wonderfully engaging story! I’m so glad he made it home safe in the end and learned his lesson. Sometimes you don’t know how good you have it until you see what the alternative is.

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    1. Certainly, my dear friend Bri. That’s a noble lesson to highlight. Thanks a lot for your kind compliment.

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  13. Way back had a dream, ugly looking masquerade chased me with a ugly looking machete , me ran for dear life

    He almost got me, woke up screaming and sweating. Mum came in, told her

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    1. She said “your typhoid don come again” ☺️

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      1. Haha. My dear Eno. What a terrifying dream it was! Just like this man’s, right? Sometimes there’s some spiritual connection between sickness and the wellness of our souls. Amazing! πŸ‘β€β€

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      2. Yes o, “connection” is true

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      3. Indeed. Thanks for your enlightening review of this piece. πŸ’«πŸ‘πŸ’•

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      4. You are always welcome Lami 😍

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  14. Jules says:

    Always be careful of what you wish for πŸ˜‰
    Just watched the Disney movie ‘Disenchanted’ last night…
    Another good reminder to enjoy the life you have! πŸ’–

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    1. Indeed, my dear friend Jules. Glad your could connect to another. Much obliged πŸ™ πŸ’–πŸ™

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      1. Jules says:

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  15. That was a close call! He will never be the same now that he’s had a taste of hell. Excellent story about the pitfalls of curiosity and wishes come true that turn into nightmares.

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  16. Jeff Flesch says:

    Excellent write, Lamittan. Happy weekend, my friend. πŸ’–

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