My parents just called us into their room.
Someone has taken one-third of coins in my father's piggy bank. One-third. From a piggy bank stuffed to the brim.
I didn't do it. I know it was my brother. He's had a colourful history of this sort of thing. I know what I have done and what I have not. I know I overspend to the point of a single 5-cent coin sometimes, but I know I am above taking money without returning it.
My brother denied it. Flatly. I don't understand how he can do it. Let's just face it - I have lied enough times to keep a straight face and a good act, but he does it without the slightest hint of remorse. It's frightening. I don't know what to do. Either my parents haven't found out about the burnt curtain or they are keeping quiet about it. And do you think for a moment that they are that dumb to not notice? My father draws the curtains every morning, sometimes with my mother's help. Surely they would notice a dark sewn-up patch.
Sure, prayer will change him eventually. I have enough faith to at least believe in that. But what can it do now? I feel like the most disgraceful Christian saying this, but I'm so lost now. Should I just tell them straight that it was him?
orchestrated by Renhao at 10:19:00 pm
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