Every time I close my eyes, my mind starts to paint images. At first they are cloudy, illegible and silent. But as I go into the depths of my mind and fantasy, the images begin to appear more and more clearly. They are red, horned and with a devilish casual smile. These are my sins! They are easy to please, but hard to resist. My mind embodied 100 sins that I once committed. Perhaps by negligence, perhaps on purpose. But here's the question. ? Can I do 100 good deeds? ...I will strive for this.