It might be the coffee I'm drinking right now, but I'm 100% convinced it's all these wonderful stories straight from the heart!
All I have to share is that when I was a child, I was secretly jealous of how my parents seemed to give my sister what she wanted, including lollies. So she had a pack of her lollies in our pantry, and I thought I was being the most inconspicuous lolly thief ever by taking one at a time. This went on for several days, until finally, she noticed that the pack was almost empty.
Right away, she knew it was me, which was true, but I denied like my life depended on it because she was still my big sister, and heaven knows what she'd be able to pull when the folks aren't watching
She eventually let the whole thing go, and nothing really happened after that, but I'm keeping my eyes peeled if ever it's me who will be missing a few lollies here and there in the future