I have a confession.
It's been eating at me since 1st grade.
FIRST GRADE I TELL YOU!
There was this girl, her name was B.
She had the BEST lunch in town.
I coveted her box.
She had FRUIT ROLL-UPS.
I wanted them.
Every day before recess I would stay behind,
until the room was empty.
When everyone was gone...
I would scout out her lunch box.
Opening it up I would see the roll-up,
and TAKE IT!
This went on for a couple weeks.
I knew it was wrong.
I felt guilty doing it.
Day after day I deprived this girl of her fruit snack.
Until...her mother got the best of me.
She wrote a note and stuck it inside the roll-up,
then sealed it up again.
I didn't see this coming.
I stole that fruit roll-up
and snuck off to the bathroom to eat it.
Inside was the note.
It talked of how stealing was wrong.
I never took her fruit snack again.
I never told her either.
Today my burden has been lifted.
She found me on FACEBOOK.
I confessed of my crime.
She laughed and forgave me.
All is well.