YOU STOLE! ADMIT IT! WRITE IT UP! CONFESS! share? nice?
It was many years ago I am
surprised I still remember it. I was 4 or 5
around that general age and was eating at a local restaurant called
Pic-a-dilee or however they spell it. After enjoying my holesome family meal
we were walking out when I saw a jar. Inside the jar were mints, with green
"I want," I thought to myself, "those mints." They were in jar, so
reasonably I took one, thinking they were like the "pick a penny out of the
tray" thingies at the 7 11's.
"Mmm," I said as we reached the car. The mint was delicious!
"What?" asked my mom. "I thought you threw away your lunch when you were
"I did, but I'm eating the free mint."
"Ohhh, the one with the 2 cent sign in front of it?" my brother asked.
I was horrified! I had STOLEN! It had always bothered me until I had some
sense at around age 8. Still I felt somewhat bad. One day, this was maybe 4
years later, we were driving down an uncrowded road.
I saw the Pic-a-dilee, and asked to quickly go give 2 cents to the clerk in
the front. I was 8 years old, and I walked right up to the register and
said, "Hello, about 5 years ago I took a mint that cost 2 cents thinking
they were free. Here's the two cents back, I'm really sorry."
"Ok then..." said the register lady.
I gave her another 2 cents.
"What's this for?" she asked.
"I'd like another mint!" I said smiling, grabbing one out of the jar and
My thieving story goes back to college (10+ years ago now). It's not as good
KEEP THE STOLEN STORIES COMING