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The Pursuit for Solution
I expected to be punished.
For I was the perfect definition of a sinner, not Hana. Despite the teachings of the convent both real and phony, I still managed to ignore the commandments of being good, and continued on with my everyday sins of being self-centered, impatient, thoughtless, intolerant, resentful, and sloth, and the list of these negative adjectives that I was would carry on. Maybe the only damnation that would be worthy of me was fire.
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