[ WP ] There is no Hell , only a warped perception of Heaven

The boy and girl sat alone in the whiteness. As if awakening from a dream, they looked at each other. 
 
 “ Where are we? ” she asked, looking around. 
 “ I ’ m not sure, ” the boy responded, looking around. 
 
 Hell. The answer jumped into the girls mind from the empty whiteness. 
 Heaven. The answer jumped into the boy ’ s mind from the eternal whiteness. 
 Both began to cry. 
 
 “ I knew this would happen, ” the girl wept. “ All my life has been so awful, I ’ ve been so awful, of course I would end up in hell. There is no justice in the universe, no hope, only loss and sadness and pain. The afterlife was supposed to compensate for all the sorrow I ’ ve endured, and yet here I am, unchanged and doomed. ” 
 “ I never knew such a thing could be, ” the boy wept. “ My life has been so wondrous, so full of adventure, so full of things sylvan and sublime. And here I am, still somehow intact across the black hole of death, and able to go on experiencing forever. There is so much in the universe, it will take at least that long. ” 
 
 Just then, through their tears, both noticed a tree had grown betwixt them. It was a quaint thing, with silvery bark and jagged leaves. 
 
 Go now, it whispered. Go forth and know what you will. 
 
 “ Why? ” the girl asked through her tears. “ Why did you damn me to hell when already my life had been such? ” 
 “ And why, ” the boy asked through his tears, “ why did you reward me with heaven when already my life had been such? ” 
 
 I did neither, the tree whispered. I only answered your question. And to you each, I spoke the same word. 

