Hmmmm…How can I get Grace’s money while she’s not looking? I thought to myself. Where is she anyway? Oh good, she’s playing outside. Now is my chance to get into the playroom where we keep our banks.
I crept into the playroom like an Indian sneaking up to its prey and put in her password. Fortunately it is easy….7890. The bank beeped to let me know I got the password right and then popped open. I pulled out a ten dollar bill, and then I snatched out another ten. Then I grabbed a fifty dollar bill. I shut the bank quickly so Grace wouldn’t notice.
I snuck out and yelled at my mother in the other room. “Mom, can I shop on the computer?” “Sure,” she announced. Pok’emon.com here I come! I thought to myself. I found exactly what I wanted. It was a tin can with a big bunch of pok’emon cards inside. What a deal!
“How much have you spent?” Mom asked. “I don’t know,” I answered. She reviewed my past orders and found out that I had spent about $132. Then she asked how I still had money left. She called Grace upstairs and told her to go count her money. “I originally had $254,” Grace said. “Now I only have $184. Have you been stealing money, Grant?” “Yes,” I said with my head hanging down looking at the floor. “Go get me all your pok’emon and put it on my bed right now, mister. It stays there for a week!” shouted Mom.
I was pretty sad. I learned a valuable lesson. Do not take anything from anywhere or anyone because it is not right. It is unfair to those who lose their things. I can also get into big trouble, and that doesn’t feel good.
Well at least I can say two positive things here....okay maybe three.
1. Grant is a decent little writer.
2. He learned a good lesson from the money snatching episode.
3. I guess even bad experiences can have good consequences. He had a great subject for his personal narrative.
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