Fourth grade was the one year of my life that I was not well behaved and caused a lot of mischief for whoever had to deal with me. I thought I could do anything and not get in trouble for it, as if stealing was alright to do. Day in and day out, I would steal my teacher's sugar cubes and jolly rancher's at every chance I got. I was a candy fiend and the only way I could get sugar cubes was if I had the hiccups so once she realized the recurring theme that I was faking my hiccups, she wouldn't give me anymore sugar cubes and I had to resort to bing a thief. I eventually got caught and was pulled outside of class to be confronted about it to my teacher. She knew I was guilty and I admitted it so I had to go to the principal. I was able to apologize and everything went back to normal after that and I was no longer a thief.
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