More like class-lifting
When I was 6, I apparently developed a pencil fetish. I compulsively collected every pencil I ever found, even if it was chewed on or had no eraser or was an inch long. I stole the pretty pencils from my sister. If you dropped a pencil in class, it was mine. If you left one unattended on your desk for too long - mine. I was a paranoid little kid though, and knew better than to use any of my treasures in class, lest someone confront me about the fact that I was using their pencil. I just took them home and stored them in my pencil bin.

Then the guilt and more paranoia started to set in. I had to make sure that no one saw me pick up a pencil, otherwise I'd be busted as the pencil thief. As far as I know, no one was even aware that their pencils were disappearing. But then I considered the possibility that other people could read my thoughts. They would know that I was a dirty thief. No, that's stupid, no one could read my mind. Right?

This habit spread to erasers. Our teacher had a bin of all sorts of colored and shaped erasers, and if we were good we'd get to pick one. I occasionally crept into the class during recess and nicked one out of the bin. Oh god, stealing from an authority figure now. I would be so screwed if I got caught. And how could I live with myself, I have this eraser because I stole it, not because I earned it.

Oh, the shame.


I ended up with around a hundred pencils and a handful of erasers. I still have them all in a box somewhere.

Dirty little fucking thief.

(If you went to Kalaheo Elementary School in the mid-90s: OH GOD IT WAS ME, I REPENT, FORGIVE ME)
(Exempt OH WOW, VICODIN, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 20:49, 2 replies)

A friend of mine did this in primary school too.
All my pencils kept going missing in year 4, which made it embarrassing when I had to keep asking the teacher to borrow some.

Then, when we were about 16, I was round his house, and noticed he had a pot full of vaguely familiar pencils. He soon owned up to it.
( Lightguy hail satan, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 23:50, closed)

Criminal mastermind
You must be a criminal mastermind... otherwise you would have been busted. I seem to remember a similar case at my school where the perpetrator was apprehended quick sharp and was then executed on death row, before the individual could protested their inocence.

Tough times indeed.
(SillyMoo, Sat 12 Jan 2008, 0:28, closed)