Week 14 Story: I know what you did
Sneaking into the window, I saw a shadow and knew I was screwed. I pulled myself into my room, head down, ready to take my punishment. Weirdly my bedroom light did not flick on with urgency and suddenly I was scared. If one of my parents wasn’t in my room, who was? All of these thoughts rushed through my head as I fumbled to turn on my phone’s flashlight. I pulled it up and turned towards the shadow, illuminating my little brother. “What the heck are you doing in here?” I scream whispered. I was very aware I had just been caught sneaking back into my room, but also I was pissed. The question was rhetorical, as I could see my brother had found my secret stash of money and was trying to hide that by shoving it in his pocket. “What the heck are you doing sneaking out? I am so telling mom” he responded. “You can’t tell mom, I just caught you stealing! And I am in my room, you have no proof that I was ever not.” I could tell I had stumped my little brot...