Originally Posted by KellyC

I remember when I was 13, I got caught shop lifting. My dad was furious, he made me kneel the whole night that day. No sleep. Then I go to school and kneel again the next day. Same thing happened on the 3rd day. It wasn't until my mom tell him to stop that he stopped. But just when I thought it was over, he threatened to report me to my school so they'd expel me. I was scared shitless at the time, also very embarassing to think that my teachers, whom I'm so cool with would know about this little stupid shit I did, and my friends. He never actually report me to my school, but nevertheless, I lived in fear for a few days.

I knew what I did was wrong at the time, but I didn't know why he had to be so harsh on me. Now I know.

Now I wouldn't even pick up money I find around the house.