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Originally posted by JSUAKA17
I stole from a grocery store when I was 11. My friend and I would go, take a candy bar, bend down like we were fixing our socks and stuff the candy in them. We enjoyed them all the way home. I pushed my luck, and stole one too many times. The folks at Kmart did not find it amusing, they called my dad....he saw even less humor in it than the Kmart guys. That was the last time I ever stole anything, I still remember the beating.
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Sistergreek, You sound like me. I was 10 when I switched the price of a Sheera doll (spelling is probably wrong, but He-man's sister) and a tonka truck and was caught. My dad ratted me out to my mother and she beat me, very well. Havent stole since and that was....wait 20years ago. Good Lawd!!!!
How old were you when you thought you could talk back to your mother or father?