Stealing from the chest - WE80

Hello, fellow Hivers and members of this amazing community! I hope we are all doing great this time of the weekend.

I have been away for so long and I've missed you all :) My mom-in-law passed away 10 days ago due to cardiac arrest and we have had tough days tending to her wake until she was laid to her final resting place 2 days ago. Thanks to Heaven's graces, we are doing well and are now trying to recuperate from the loss, the exhaustion - both emotionally and physically.

And I am so happy to be back here again and hopefully, be able to catch up very soon. What more could be so fitting than to participate in this weekend's topic prompts! Thanks, @galenkp for always coming up with interesting and fun topics to nibble upon :)

The topics are of great interest and I kind of wished we can write about them all but because we cannot, I have chosen one that came right through my mind while reading and because today is Sunday in our side of the world, the memory came about too quickly :)

Tell us, if you dare, a naughty or mischievous moment from your childhood - Explain what you did, what the event was, how it worked out, what trouble you got into and all the juicy details - Don't say anything that may get you in trouble with the police. 😁

If there's one naughtiness of my childhood that I can still vividly remember was the time when I would sneak into my parent's bedroom over 28 years ago (I was 13 then and in my second year in high school) and take money bills from their beautiful chest which they kept unlocked probably because they trusted us so much, lol!

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During those years they had crisps bills bundled and piled one atop another inside their vault, and when Sunday is nearing, my naughty self would make me tiptoe inside their bedroom whilst mom was taking her time getting some sunshine outside the house. She was recovering from her illness after making several hospitals her home for over a year at that time due to heart problems and they were often away from home and my siblings and I were left home with our grandmom.

Instead of asking for money from my Dad, I would secretly go to their room and take a hundred or two, fold them into very small pieces, and then hide them at my grandmother's ceiling where I took them again when Sunday comes. My cousin and I would then attend mass and spend them all at once. I did it several times and I think my conscience worked afterward because I stopped doing it after taking probably over 10 times already :)

Little did I know that my Dad actually knew what I was doing then but he didn't say a word and didn't even lock the vault. I wondered why because when he caught my sister taking money from his pocket without asking permission, he scolded her badly and my sister cried. But he never reprimanded me which still makes me wonder up to this very day. I only learned that he knew about it many years after when during a family Christmas celebration, the past events and memories reminisced and we shared our naughtiness and I admitted in front of all of them that I had been taking crisp bills from their vault. We just laughed about our mischievousness because my sisters also did some kind of 'stealing' back then, lol!

So yes, that was just one of the naughty things I have done in my childhood years that makes me laugh each time I remember it. I can say I was a certified chest thief for some time ago, haha. I suppose that won't be enough to give me trouble from the police, lol! And by the way, the chest still exists today and my parents still use it which makes it even more memorable :)

Thank you for reading me and I wish you all a beautiful and fun weekend!

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