Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
When I was about 10, I stole a Star Bar once from Woolworths. It wasn't planned at all, and I don't really know why I did it except that the opportunity was there. I walked nonchalently along the sweets counter, whipped out a hand and stuffed the Star Bar in my Parka pocket. I was absolutely crapping myself as I walked out of the door, looking dead ahead all the way. Once I was out of the door, I ran all the way to the park, crouched in the bushes and quickly devoured the evidence. The thrill of having successfully acquired a FREE bar of chocolate greatly enhanced it's taste, and I remember guiltily thinking to myself that stolen sweets taste so much better than ones that were paid for. The whole ordeal left me as a quivering wreck though, and when I went home I could barely look my parents in the eye - I thought that somehow they'd know what I had done, that the guilt would be written all over my face. For days afterwards, whenever the phone rang or the doorbell went, I'd be shitting myself thinking it was the police. But I seem to have gotten away with it.
Sadly the whole experience put me off thieving for life, which is a shame as I seemed to have had a talent for it.
Sadly the whole experience put me off thieving for life, which is a shame as I seemed to have had a talent for it.