They also say that if you were good you'll go to Heaven where streets are paved in gold, angels sing and float around on clouds playing the harp all happy and stuff. And if you were bad; Hell, where you'll permanently play musical chairs with pitchforks and liar, liar, pants on fire takes on a new meaning.That's baloney.Maybe I wasn't special. Maybe they tell everyone those things about Heaven, so you won't fear death, or about Hell, so you will fear death and won't be a jerk while you're alive. Think about it. If everyone cowered under the Grim Reaper's scythe, the world would probably end up imploding through a series of human-induced disasters.