I am Andrew Magdy Kamal. I had a dream of three doors. When I opened two of them, they both ended up leading to hell. A place with orange and darkened purple or black demons. With dark green horns and black teeth and they had tails and tungs like swords. The fire smelled like sulfur and was a never ending flame. Then I exited and went to the last door. The last door was a path to heaven with a weary bridge. Only five people were in line for heaven, but 100s were in line to go to hell. In heaven their was a gate of pearl, and a street of gold. Their were people who wore crowns and crowns untop of crowns. They threw their crowns at God's feat and said they are not worthy. Then God bent on the floor to pick up the crowns and put it on each of their heads. God told them, "you are worthy to live with me in paradise aren't you bit mere worthy to have a crown." Then God talked again and told them, "you are my children."