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Watching the fly, I knew that his actions were futile. He flung himself against the glass window over and over again. No matter how much he wanted to get out into the fresh clean air, he was going about it the wrong way. I could feel his pain for I was in similar circumstances.

It was Easter Sunday, and it was a beautiful, warm, spring day and I was trapped in church. Now if my mom knew I had such evil thoughts, she would march me to the confessional. Hey, I was just a kid having kid thought...