No, not because I feel guilty from running away from my Jewish Master (whom, acts like some devil.)
I am caught in between a fight between my conscience and the devil from hell. Devil says that I was good for running away from my Jewish master, but my conscience told me that it was wrong and that I should stay with my master.
A never ending battle, it was annoying. One telling me to keep running and the other to stay put.
Oh, and my father comes in with a basket.
Kinda weird, eh? Let's just see what happens next. Gah! Their words still haunt me though...
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