Entry #2

I don't understand what's wrong with me. I don't want to go to hell, no, I deserve it, but I don't want to. I'm going to hold on to my door, I don't want to go to hell, I don't want to. I hear the creaks, they come for me, the demons are around the corner and I hear them, I hear their laughter. I don't want to, leave me a little longer here

I know what I did is unforgivable, but please leave me here. I already asked for forgiveness, I don't want to go, shut up, why do you make so much noise when you step?