I gathered all of the candy I could from the store. My pockets were empty so I couldn’t afford to buy any, so I acquired all the candy I could when no one was looking. The store entrance was a long way off, I could see the people walking by it and thinking “I wish I can just disappear here and end up there without breaking a sweat.
In my luck, the store was busy. The line was really long and all I could think about was how fast I could get out of that store, because the last place I want to be is in Bob’s handcuffs. Wait, do they really handcuff children? I hope not. (What 11 year old uses the word acquired anyways?).
I managed to get out of that store without paying for a thing. The bag I was holding was heavy, but it was a good type of heavy because I knew how much candy was in it. I ran as fast as I could towards the bus because the last thing I wanted was to wait another half an hour for the next bus to arrive while the candy store clerk realizes how much candy was missing.
I got home and my sister was making candied walnuts with mom. When I was just a tad bit younger, before we moved to London, my mom used to make these amazing candied walnuts for us to eat after we had dinner. Me and my sister would shovel them in our mouths like it was no tomorrow.
My sister asks me, “what’s in the bag?”. I tell her what it is, and like usual she giggles with excitement, hoping that I’d share some with her. But no, I felt super reluctant to share. I’m not so bad of a kid am I?
She kept insisting and it was getting a bit annoying. I knew without a doubt I wasn’t going to give her any candy because how can I know she wont’ do the same for me.
Her excitement turns into bitterness in a split second, while she storms back to the kitchen to finish the candied walnuts. Our mom tells us to calm down and for me to share what’s in the bag, but I don’t listen.
After a while, my sister comes up to me while I’m in my room and tries to make a deal with me. At first, I promise myself that I’ll decline any offering, but once she offered all of the candied walnuts (EVEN HER BATCH), I couldn’t resist. I said, “ok, you give me all your candied walnuts, and I’ll give you all of my candy…how does that sound?”.
“Deal” she replied with the biggest of smiles.
I went to the corner of my room where all the candy was and I managed to hide some of the candy where she couldn’t see it, so that I could still have some for myself after this deal went down. I put the rest of the candy in the plastic bag and gave it to her. She gave me the bowl of candied walnuts.
That night, I couldn’t sleep. It was horrible. I was completely restless, because all I kept thinking about was if she had given me all of the candied walnuts..