Day 1: Freedom

Or at least I thought it was. I had my hand out for you to grab on and be free, but the sins pulled you in. Now you're trapped; practically locked up until you're told otherwise you can leave. Yet, I still wonder, and I always will, but why, oh why were you pulled in. Why didn't I put my hand out for reach fast enough? My intentions were gold, but my actions were false. Nothing was right. Not now, not ever. Day 1: Non-Successful. Simple as that.