Today, was the worst day of a 17 year old girl’s life. Today, I gave into peer pressure from a friend, and I shoplifted. And was caught.
Don’t get me started, I know how stupid it was. I know. I understand.
What I don’t get? Why everyone’s treating me like a whole different person. I made a mistake, I fessed up. My friend, she didn’t. The first thing I said when they brought me into the back of the store was “It’s not even worth it to me to try and lie, I did it.” and I proceeded to take the stuff from my purse.
I don’t like being alienated now. I made a mistake. I’m going to fix it. I’ll go to court. I’ll plead guilty, apologize, and I’ll do whatever it is that I’m forced to to do. First offense, petty theft since it was under $500, and I’m a minor. It’ll be erased when I turn 18. But why do I feel so bad?
God, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m gonna be such a good person after all of this, I promise. This isn’t like me, I’m a good kid. Just, let everything be alright. Just, let me live my shame and be done with it. I apologize for my sins, and I wish for forgiveness.
Life will go on.