A theft of mine

     While I was so young, we went to one of our relatives' home and there we played with some building blocks. I liked those stuffs, and stealthily slipped a few into my mom's bag... I can hear your mind voice friends, you wish to call me a thief !! He he... But wait.... I corrected my mistake, so you can't call me that.... eeeeeeee

     After we reached home, my mom and dad found it out and asked what it was. I was caught red-handed. Hooooooooo... That was weird... I apologized that I took it from our relatives' home and they are about to shout at me.. I started crying.. aaaaaa....oooooo.... Problem solved... he he...

     The very next day, my dad took it back to their home and gave it back with an apology..... I never wanted my parents to apologize to anyone. And so that was my first and last theft... eeeeeeee..... And here ends my post for now. Have a great time !!!