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!