Last time I remember stealing I was the in the 8th grade, it was MLK day and me and my older bro went to Sam's Club with my stepmoms. We had a lil candy selling hustle going on so we goto the candy isle and see an open box of starburst. My brother thought hey since somebody else got away with taking a pack we can too

. So I'm like

nikka we buying a box to sell anyways so why not just take a pack from there, and he was on some "not consuming your own product" type shyt. So he opens another box and takes a pack. Fast-forward to us in line and all of a sudden a see a manager and a security walking in our direction with two boxes of starburst

. I realized I still had the wrappings in my pocket so I decide to to walk a couple lines down and ditch the evidence by throwing it underneath a vending machine

.
So I go back to the line and the manager telling my stepmother how they saw us on camera open the box and why some lame ass mexican nikka that work there going come up with the "evidence" I threw away saying he watched me try and ditch it (

fukk that snitch ass nikka). So it caused a lil commotion in the store and I could here people in the line behind behind us saying "this is so embarrassing, I hope I never see these people again my life". I'm thinking man bytch shut the fukk up, I don't even know you, I don't care to see your ass neither.
Anyways we just end paying for the box but my stepmother lost her keys so she had to call my pops to bring her the spare. She told him about the situation and when he showed up he was just like

you better find some place else to sleep tonight. Had me all shook and

the entire car ride home. My stepmother new I was going to get my ass whooped so she asked my older brother to go in the house and get me a pair of jeans to wear on top of my shorts. My father was crucial with the beatings he even made me get the belt he whooped my ass with, made me take off my pants and everything...........

Idk if I've ever stolen anything after that day