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When I was in fifth grade, the teachers in my school district went on strike for a month. When the strike began, my parents decided that it would be a good time for a family vacation to Disney World. The day before we were supposed to start driving down, my mom had asked to borrow some cash from my aunt. My aunt went and withdrew some money from the bank and gave it to my mom. My mom put the money on her dresser without really at it. Later that night, my mom's packing for our vacation and she goes to put the money away in her bag. She sees that one of the bills is torn. She calls my brother and me into her room and demands to know which one of us was playing with the money are tore the bill. We both deny it...kept denying it. She kept yelling at us and said if we didn't tell the truth, we weren't going to be going to Disney World anymore. She sent us to bed. When my aunt got home from work (my aunt was living with us at the time), my mom told her what happened. And my aunt was like "Oh, that bill was already torn. The bank teller gave me a torn bill." So my mom woke us up and apologized and told us that we would start driving down to Florida instead of waiting until morning.
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