When I was about 4, my grandma owned her own store. She sold spare clothes, random toys, furniture, things like that. One of the only days I went in there, I saw one of those bubble blowers that came in what looked like a big pill. I asked my mom if I could have it, but of course she said no. I respect her saying no now, considering my Grandma was pretty low on money and needed as much as she could get, but at the time I was angry that I didn't get to have it. I shoved it into my pocket when nobody was looking. My mom found it when we got home and I'm still ashamed for taking it.
Posted on 17.07.2012, 06:58:24 CET
Place: Prattville, Alabama, USA.