I can’t believe I’m doing this; this isn’t me it feels as if I had stolen out of a candy store. When I have money in my pocket and my own candy at home. I feel like a crook and my mind is going blank for words over this favor. I walk around all day with this candy in my pocket like it is rightfully minds. Thinking where is the true owner of this delightful piece of candy, and is coming to take my candy away. But my most terrifying fear is the wrath of God shall punish me for being disobedient. I ask myself why steal when I could have paid for this piece of candy plus I already have some at home. I’m kind of scared to eat this piece of candy maybe there is something wrong with it. Maybe that’s why it was sitting by itself like minds is right now. Will it make me happy or give me a good sugar rush, and will it be ok in God’s eyes. Because the owner of the candy was a dirty old man, but do that make a different it’s still not my piece of candy. Will it make me sick or give me major problems? I don’t know if I really want this piece of candy I think I will put it back where I got it.