Is there one thing that memorables me about thieves?

Updated on society 2024-03-07
8 answers
  1. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    When I was a child, my most memorable experience of stealing was when I was in elementary school, I used to get up at 5 o'clock, go for a morning jog with my friends, and pass by a shop that sold fried tofu, and my friends and I often stole fried tofu from that store.

    When I was a child, the conditions at home were not very goodWhen I was in elementary school, I was barefoot and had no shoes to wear, and one day I got up early to run with my friends, passed by a fried tofu shop, and stole several times because of greed.

    It was five o'clock in the morning, and it was dark and there was no oneThe fried tofu shop made fresh fried tofu every day and took it to the vegetable market to buy, and the old man always put the fried fried fried fried tofu at the door at a fixed time to cool down.

    My friends and I held the small plastic bag we prepared every time we passed by, and each person grabbed a handful when we passed by, because we were very small at the time and our hands were very small, so we didn't catch a lotAt that time, I ran away after catching it, and once I didn't finish it, I put it in my schoolbag, and when I came home, my mother found it, and I was beaten up that day, and then I never dared to do such a thing again.

    Summary:

    Since that time my mother found out, my mother took me to the store the next day to apologize to the grandfather, I have the impression that the grandfather is very kind and not angry, I felt a lot of guilt at that time, and my little friend and I never did this again.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    Stealing the New Year's money from my brother and sister, brand new.

    Although it was 5 yuan, I felt like I had become rich overnight!

    Therefore, buy Tianfang instant noodles and ham sausages.

    As a result of skipping dinner, exposed.

    I was beaten up by my mother.

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-04

    Let's talk about the experience of my first mobile phone being stolen in my life, although 15 years have passed, every time I think about it, I still grit my teeth, I can't wait to blow up the thief's hand!

    It was the autumn of 2005, the salary at that time, a month of work without a break, in order to get more than 1,000 wages, finally saved some money, followed my father to the mobile phone store to buy a mobile phone, at that time the mobile phone store did not seem to have other mobile phones, all Nokia's, I chose a long time, I chose a latest version, I forgot what model, the price from more than 1000 to 980 yuan, and bought a mobile phone card, a total of more than 1000 yuan!

    After the mobile phone is bought, like the baby pimple, it is suited with a mobile phone and hung on the waistband of the trousers.

    Less than 20 days after I bought it, I returned to my hometown from Shenzhen with my sister, before I went home, my father gave me a mobile phone rope, let me tie the mobile phone, tied to the waistband of my pants, so as not to fall off, although I was reluctant, but I still obeyed! Everything was normal on the way home, stayed at home for a few days, and started to return to work. Before I left, I did something that I would regret a lot ...... later

    I thought the phone rope was in the way, so I untied the rope and left it in my hometown. The phone is placed in the phone case, which leaves a hidden ......

    From the hometown back to Shenzhen, to the Guangzhou Railway Station to transfer, the same day in Guangzhou Station off, to the bus station to take the car, just to the bus station door, a bus out of the inside, originally to pass the people can only stop and wait for the car to pass. At this time, someone suddenly helped me behind me, and at the same time I felt a touch on my waist, I had never experienced this kind of thing at the time, and I didn't care, thinking that it was crowded in the crowd and bumped into it. After waiting for more than ten minutes, when I wanted to play **, I touched the mobile phone case in my waist, ah!

    How is it empty, the whole person was stupid at that time, the mind was blank, and then the whole person was in a trance, like losing his soul, followed his sister back to Shenzhen, did not eat for a day, my father learned the news, although he was very angry, but he did not scold me, just said that I should not untie the mobile phone rope, should not listen to him!

    Although it has been so long, I often dream of the same situation in my dreams, in which I walked in the crowd and suddenly found that my phone or wallet was missing (that is, when I touched my pocket, it was empty), and that feeling was exactly the same as when the phone was stolen, it really left me a deep wound and left a scar in my heart!

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-03

    On the bus, a little motion sickness, a little confused, put the phone in the pocket, didn't guard against someone next to him, just put the phone a second ago. The next second I went to touch the phone, but it was gone, and then I saw the person next to me walking to the front seat, and I thought there was no evidence, I couldn't say that he took it, and I borrowed the mobile phone from the person next to me to call **, but it didn't get through and was turned off, let alone evidence, I was stupid at the time, I didn't know how to pull the person and let him hand over the phone,

  5. Anonymous users2024-02-02

    During the Chinese New Year, I worked hard for a year to earn such a small bonus, but it was stolen by a thief, and the most annoying thing is that he actually stole half of it.

  6. Anonymous users2024-02-01

    Once a thief stole the family's life-saving money, their only surviving property, and it was this thief that the family lost hope in life and ultimately did not continue to live.

  7. Anonymous users2024-01-31

    I stole my mobile phone, I was still a student, I was poor, and I was embarrassed to tell my family, but I couldn't live without my mobile phone, which made me hate thieves to the core.

  8. Anonymous users2024-01-30

    My deepest memory is when I was in elementary school, I don't know who stole my fountain pen, in fact, the fountain pen was used in elementary school, but it was given to me by my grandfather, not only on behalf of my grandfather's memory, but also my memory!

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