Adventures in the middle of the night were something I was always very fond of. For the most part they never seemed to get me into much trouble; I just coveted the feeling of being able to sneak out of my house without getting caught. For a fifteen-year-old, it was definitely a thrilling feeling. Once I escaped the thresholds of my house, I would take off running as if I had just robbed a bank, in case my mother had heaved from her bed. Not once did she catch me. I never did anything too extraordinarily rebellious when I secretly left my house. Most of the times I would just take a walk, go to the store, or meet up with some friends who were doing the same thing as I.
[...] I decided to send $200 worth of chicken to her house (ironically enough I became a vegetarian less than two years later). I continued my shopping spree and purchased some things that I might enjoy. After I bought the chicken, I went to a skateboarding site and ordered $500 worth of skateboarding equipment. The feeling I received from performing these crimes was indescribable. What I did was wrong, there was no question about it, but I stupidly thought that there was a chance that I would get away with it. [...]
[...] I knew in the back of my head that it was a bad idea to actually use it, but I held on to it in case I changed my mind. Some of my friends had told me it was a bad idea and I should just get rid of it and other friends told me to use it to see if I got away with it. One of the people I had asked was my good friend Alyssa Johnson. She told me that it would be a bad idea to use it to purchase something, but if I decided to make that poor decision, that I should at least buy something for her. [...]
[...] Because I was not very good friends with Kyle, I was not as updated on when he received his products, but after speaking to him at a much later time he had told me that he had received everything at around the same time. About a month went by and we had not yet gotten in any trouble for this. We thought that we had gotten away with it for sure. However there was one shady aspect about the whole situation. [...]
[...] don't know what I was thinking, sir.” I said as I tried with all my might to hold in my smile, although it seemed more than alright if I did actually smile and laugh. I admitted to everything. I told him how I found it, who I gave the number to, who bought what and anything else he wanted to know. He was happy that I was so truthful, but I still had a long way to go. The lady whose card it was decided to press charges. [...]
[...] Maybe it has something to do with Brent or something, just give them a call back tomorrow or something.” I stuttered as I tried to casually reply. Afterwards I knew I had to talk to Alyssa and shortly thereafter I did. Not so coincidently, Alyssa had an encounter with the police as well. However, her experience was not as pleasant as mine. Her older sister had woken her up at around eight in the morning to let her know that there was someone at the front door to visit her. [...]
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