Thursday, January 15, 2009

Tell about a time that I stole something!

So over at Kat's she has once again given us a Writing Challenge. I am choosing to accept the prompt to tell about a time that I stole something. So here goes.

By now most of you know that I have 6 (yes Six!) older sisters, right?! Well they all had jobs of some sort at one time or another. One sister in particular (this one), had a baby sitting job I think. She was making pretty good money from it too. The family always paid her in cash, and she always stashed that cash away.

I must have been about 12 at the time, you know old enough to know better. Anyway...I had seen her counting her money one day and was extremely jealous that she had so much! I also got the opportunity to see where she was hiding it. I won't tell you how, a girl has to have some secrets, right?! So I waited, and waited, and waited til she was out on another babysitting job.

When the time was exactly right (and everything was eerily quiet), I made my move. I crept quite sneakily into her room, opened her creaky bottom drawer, and took the wad of cash that she had so carefully stowed away!

I took that oh so coveted wad of cash and ran to my room, opened my bottom drawer, and ever so carefully stowed my precious loot away. I was so proud, I was now the owner of someone else's hard earned, blood and sweat soaked, Cold Hard Cash! I couldn't believe that I had gotten away with it. It felt so good!....or did it! Why did my heart not stop racing? Why did my stomach feel like it was tied up in knots and about to release the mother of all explosions!?

What had I done, but more importantly what was I going to do about it! Nothing, of course! I had schemed, and plotted way too long to go back now! Hadn't I?!

I waited for her to come home! And just as I thought, she went straight to her room, opened her drawer and started screaming! Now the drama would begin. Everyone was brought together and asked about the "missing loot". And everyone swore they had no idea where it was. So everyone, including my parents, started looking for the lost wad!

Lo and behold!...it was found, and can you guess where? Yup, right where I put it. In my own drawer, in plain site. I had not even attempted to cover it with anything. At that exact moment in my life, I felt like I was 2 centimeters tall. It was awful! The expression on my sister's face, the chagrin that showed in my parents' eyes. But worst of all that feeling in my stomach that had been there since early that afternoon, had just gotten ten times worse. I was evil, surely I was the Devil's Spawn, what kind of sister would do this sort of thing?!

I apologized and of course she got all of her money back, but apparently that was not enough! No, I was kept home from school the next day, and had to do every one's chores including my own. I even had to do things that weren't even any one's chores. Just random things to keep me busy, and this all went on for the rest of the week!

It must have been enough though, because I have never taken another thing that was not mine again. And if the punishment was not enough, so the pain and guilt that I felt after was!

Thanks Kat for the great prompt!
Now all you amateur writers, get on over to her place and see who else played along!


14 comments:

Sometimes Sophia said...

Ouch! What a painful lesson. It's both funny and sad that you didn't hide it better. A true example of the Devil Made Me Do It. Hey, better to deal with that devil early on rather than later in life. We'd be calling you Winona or Clepto or worse...

thanks for visiting...

melanie @ don't expect much said...

Devil's Spawn!! LOL that was awful what you did... but at least you can look back and laugh now... Thanks for sharing!

blueviolet said...

You had to learn the lesson by getting caught, right? Obviously it worked since it scared you straight! LOL ;)

Astharis said...

(Came over from Mama Kat's) :)

Getting caught obviously made you learn your lesson! But imagine how things could be now if you had been just a little bit older and had hidden it better... You could be on the run from the law!

Jill (Sneaky Momma) said...

I loved reading your story. :)
Thanks so much for sharing the story of your daughter and the candy bar in my comments section. Awesome! If only we all had handcuffs.... :)

kimmers said...

It's like you wanted to get caught! lol. Great story, and thanks for stopping by earlier. :)

Jessica said...

Thanks for stopping by! It's good we learn those lessons in childhood, because the punishment for an adult stealing is a lot worse than extra chores!

Los said...

Sometimes, it's best to learn a lesson by experiencing what happens ... Of course, I probably would've gone out and spent it at the arcade.

Lacey said...

Thanks for stopping by today! Oh man, this is one of those things that I could have never pulled off! Well, plus I'm an only child... But still. I feel guilty even when I haven't done anything wrong, haha.

Suzi said...

Thanks for stopping by! Sorry you had to go through that to learn a good lesson. It was a good story and it felt as if I was there with you. And the irony of you liking Shel Silverstein's The Babysitter the best.

Ashley @ Frexy Mama said...

I stole from my sister. But she was mean to me and didn't care :)

Wifey Dessert said...

oh man! your parents are tough but it did teach you an important lesson!!! i love your header!! so cute!!! Thanks for visiting my blog!!!

Honey Mommy said...

What a great story! Your parents did a great job! The punishment obviously deterred you from stealing ever again!

Kitty said...

What a great story!! I used to steal the candy that my sister stashed under her bed, but she couldn't tell on me because she wasn't supposed to be hiding candy under the bed anyway!