February 15th A Sad Shell Of Herself

The day dawned and Shelley knew something was amiss. That feeling you get when something just isn't right. Shelley knew today was one of those days. She felt a shell of her former self. It was like a weight had been lifted from her, but not in a good way. Her body felt ethereal and empty. What was going on? If only she could find a mirror, but she was stuck in this vast wasteland. From the corner of her eye she could glimpse some green beyond, but no matter how she tried she could not move. The realisation then struck her - this was the afterlife and she had been consigned to hell.