Lies

When I was about 11 years old, my best friend and I used to steal from our local shop, choclate and stuff, it had been going on for a couple of weeks and we became quite popular with the cool crowd. On day I arrived home to meet my mother crying on the doorstep, she had been told that I was seen stealing. She marched me down to the shop to meet the owner, who asked me what I took and I lied I said 'one choclate bar' which I paid then paid her for my best friend was therefore accused of taking all the other stuff. .