What is hell? To some it could be a place. To others it could be a feeling when they’re around certain people. To Jared it was every fucking day of his life. In Jared’s opinion hell didn’t even begin to cover his feeling of inadequacy. He hated himself. He hated everyone. His life had been on a downward spiral ever since his damned birth. So why did he do it? Why not just kill himself? You might ask. Because he also hated everyone else too. Jared made a deal with the Devil. Jared would do whatever sick, twisted thing that the Devil would want him to do, as long as Jared wouldn’t have to experience the one thing that he dreaded and feared the most, Hell.