Honest Bracelet

Honest Bracelet

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  • Date Submitted: 03/09/2009 3:06 PM
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Honest Bracelet
Almost at the end of seventh grade, I was walking home from school, on a Friday afternoon. This newly opened mall with huge bright colors saying “Grand Opening 2004” caught my eyes as I was coming out the train station. As I was staring at the mall I felt something was pulling my book bag. Instantly I turned around. There I saw Robin, a friend from my school. Came from behind and said “boo son I got you, n don’t worry I won’t rob you” with a funny voice. Then we both started walking toward the mall. As we got closer to the mall Robin looked carefully at lock of a new mountain bike on the bike stand. Then he asked me “bro how much you think I can sell this bike for?” with a devilish smile. Then I replied “as much it would cost me to get you out of prison.”
Then Robin and I started discovering the mall. As we were entering Target I saw myself on the huge monitor right by the door. We both looked at each other and I said “dude that’s awesome”. Yet robin replied “son, your mad stupid, this is the security camera”. Later as we were walking around the boys section, this cool Leather Cord bracelet caught my eye. I took a closer look at the bracelet. It was just two lather strings tied up. Then I look at the price tag. There it showed “$19.99”. Where, my allowance was 25 dollars per week. By thinking of the cost I put the bracelet back to the shelf. Robin looked at me and smiled. And asked “you want this?” .I said “yah but it’s expensive”. He then looked around and said ”who said you gotta pay for this” as he was putting the bracelet into my pocket. Then as we were leaving I said “though it was wrong, but it’s fun”.
Later that night I stood up to do the night prayer. While I was mumbling the verses, my vision caught a glimpse at the stolen bracelet I had on my wrist. Right there I discovered what a I hypocrite was.
Next day, after school I headed toward the mall. I was rushing myself up those shiny concrete steps. Somehow my knee hit the corner of...

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