When I was a kid I was addicted to stealing . I fucking stole that shit every single chance I got. It got SC) bad that the school had to declare an assembly en "stealing" in hopes that the came forwards. Instead Ijust kept en stealing that
shit. Eventually impeacher started catching en to the fact that it was probably me, but through same and same clever lies I eluded heffer about a month.
Eventually her suspicions got to the point where should would take me into a closet and yell at me and shit until I confessed; ofcourse I nevermid_ I could tell it was bothering her, eating away at her soul knowing that I was the thief but lacking any definitive
proof. Eventually my recesses were taken away hem me, SC) I decided to my motherload was going en. I lied to my mother and father insisting that I was not the / W, my parents were pretty clueless about me having learned to lie SC)
they still believed everything I said.
It wasn' t long before therewas a big meeting with the principle, my mother, myself, and the teacher. It basically boiled down to the principle believing my story and insisting the it. Ofcourse I kept stealing the ? entire time, and about
2 weeks after cur the principal I walked right upto her and whispered:
fl stole the ."
Ofcourse she flipped her shit, called my mother, and took me down to the principals office again. Again I denied everything, and insisted that she was making up my confession. I even turned en the Waterworks fer extra effect. The principal told my mother
and mete leave, he said he would take care ofthis_
She was fired within the week.