07-22-2009, 05:52 PM
When I was about 13 or 14, I rented a game from blockbuster. Not wanting to give up the game, I found one of my old crappy games and switched the labels on the 2 games.
Later that same night, after my dad had taken the game back to Blockbuster, my brother decided to play what he thought was that crappy game and found out what I had done. Him being too young to understand what a lie was, told my mom about it.
My mom yelled down the stairs to my room, telling me to get my ass up there and as I rounded the door out of the kitchen and into the dining room, I took a stiff right hook from my mom to the jaw. I had walked into that one blindly. My jaw hurt for a week.
That is the only time my mom EVER hit me for any reason. I learned that day not to steal.
My dad took me to Blockbuster the next day and made me tell the manager what I had done. The manager could have cared less and just made me buy the game which ended up costing me about 10 bucks.
Later that same night, after my dad had taken the game back to Blockbuster, my brother decided to play what he thought was that crappy game and found out what I had done. Him being too young to understand what a lie was, told my mom about it.
My mom yelled down the stairs to my room, telling me to get my ass up there and as I rounded the door out of the kitchen and into the dining room, I took a stiff right hook from my mom to the jaw. I had walked into that one blindly. My jaw hurt for a week.
That is the only time my mom EVER hit me for any reason. I learned that day not to steal.
My dad took me to Blockbuster the next day and made me tell the manager what I had done. The manager could have cared less and just made me buy the game which ended up costing me about 10 bucks.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.