Stealing as a child.
When I was about 6 or 7 I would get babysat, and my babysitter was about 15, 16 or so. I would go into her room and steal all her bras and makeup and underwear and go home and try them on. haha. My mom was so embarrased.
haha that's a great story!
Ha ha yeah I loved that bit on Adam and Joe, although it's a little hard to watch.
My mum use to work in a fossil shop and people would shoplift from there all the time, it was a bit odd.
I accidentally stole some shoelaces once. I picked them up and, out of habit, put them in my pocket and forgot about them.... At least I got some shoelaces. I needed them badly.
i never stole, mostly cause i watched my sister steal and leaned from her mistakes. My dad has one hell of a temper, i remember one time i was about 5 she was 6 and he caught her stealing a right size 10 stelto from Zellars, and when he took her up to the managment, i remember everyone laughed at her (cause it was "cute")
I myself went on a little stealing spree when I was 6.
The first time I remember walking into the local supermarket, Dewsons and saw these really cool Wiggles bandaids and wanted them so badly. I had to have them so when no-one was looking I put them under my shirt and crossed my arms the whole way home, I'm surprised no-one noticed. I was really excited about them when I got home but then I realised I'd ahve to hide them from mum and I felt really guilty and tipped the bandaids down the side of my dressing table. Then one morning while I was eating my Weetbix I was feeling super guilty about the whole thing and just burst out crying, the tears flowing into my cereal. My mum asked what was wrong and I told her I'd stolen the bandaids. She didn't seem too upset so that was good.
I'll tell you my other stealing stories later. ha!
AWWW, thats so sad! lol. I hate guilt! It makes like much more complicated.
I can't recall ever stealing because I'm really paranoid. However, my sister Megan when she was in 2nd grade she stole her teachers eraser. She felt so bad about it that when she came home, she started balling. She told my mom about it and the next gave it back to her teacher and a card saying that she was sorry.
okay, another of my year 1 stealing escapades:
Our classroom at school was inside a building so you couldn't see it from the outside, meaning unless you were at the door of the classroom you couldn't see in(I think there was some windows but they had thin curtains closed over them). To get to the classroom you had to walk past the staffroom so when I went into the class to steal one time I had to crawl past this wall so that the teachers couldn't see me walking into class. Once I got into the class I took this girl's set of like 60 textas that she was showing everyone. I wanted them so bad. All I had to do was put them in my bag. When I went home that day I started colouring with them and my parents saw me and asked where I got them from. I said my friend gave them to me as she didn't want them anymore. My parents said I should give them back so the next day at recess I crawled past the staffroom and snuck them back into the classroom. The girl and the teachers couldn't figure out what had gone on!
well first, whats a texta? lol
and secondly, Wow, you seem to have a bunch of fun stealing escapades
I remember like 5 years ago, I was REALLY into anarchism, and DOWN WITH BIG COMPANIES and all that teenage rebelion crap, so instead of buying from the big companies like walmart and kmart and target, I would steal their stuff... like.. weekly, lol. I remember one time I went with a bunch of my anarchy friends and we wanted to do some GRAFFITI on the wash walls, so we went down to walmmart, where we did our normal plan. We gather what we want in my pants [of coruse, I war army pants, because thats the required uniform for any rebel back then was army pants/shorts, a black teeshirt with some witty comment such as "warn.) Terrorism with a budget"] and then we get some cheap crap to buy [snacks and stuff] and while my friends pay for the food, I go into the bathroom, unwrap all the supplies, throw away the casings for the sharpies and such, and stuff the sharpies in my shoes THAT DAY We had WAY to many sharpies for my shoes, so I stuffed them in, along with the shoes, my bra, the sides of my underwear, my armwarmers, and the place in my backpack between the lining and the outside fabric [ripped specifically for that purpose].
lol. It was fun.
Haha planned stealing, fantastic!
I had a friend who would steal stuff like fridge magnets, and it impressed NO ONE. In fact, it was just so embarassing. He could at least have nicked something good.
There was this place where everyone would steal badges from, though. Behind a wall from the till, there was a bucket of badges, so it was really easy to just kneel down and sift through the badges, then occasionally slip a badge up your sleeve, or drop one in your pocket while checking your phone. We thought we were so cool. I still wear one of the badges though, it's just brown and says "Mullets?" on it
that does sound fun! loti
I can't really think of another name for a texta, you must call it something different. Basically, pens that you colour in with.
Oh I guess you mean like, gel pens. That's what we had, and they were like treasure. If someone was your best friend, you'd let them borrow your gel pens.
No not gel pens, they're thinner and not too good for colouring. The ones I mean are thicker, unless your definiton of gel pen is different from mine! I'll see if I can get a picture.
here's a 'texta'
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maybe you call them 'colouring pens' like on this packet
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