I had the world at my fingertips and nothing could stop me. I was just coming off of a great football season and entering basketball which was shaping up to be one heck of a season. I had an awesome girlfriend, car was an eye catcher, tons of friends and I had my family life structured so I could get away with anything. I would be out late with friends pulling all types of shenanigans and would never get caught. We were so smooth we soon began to step up our game to shoplifting where we fit the mold perfectly.

We began with smaller jobs, candy bars and ect., but it escalated quickly to everything and anything. Not trying to brag but, we were good and we knew it too. Walking into a store a quick analysis would be done checking for security cameras, and tags. The operation would begin and we could be in and out in no time flat. I had it all and if I didn't I could easily obtain it if I really wanted.

I didn't have practice one day and thought I would stop by a local store and grab a new pair of headphones. Walking in by myself all was going well I knew where everything was and grabbed my choice of product and began "operation headphones". Less then 2 minutes I had it out of the package and was out the door.

The walk to his office was the most embarrassing and lonely walk of my life. I had tears filling my eyes and kept thinking "I am so screwed. My parents are going to kill me".  I sat down and he tossed the container I had opened on to the table. The conversation we had consisted of him asking me a few questions and me trying to answer them the best I could while choking on the huge lump in my throat. Then Mama came in with tears in her eyes and disappointment in her voice. This was worse then any punishment.

I drove home separate and in my car I lost it. I went from the top of the world to the bottom pit in a matter of minutes. I was turned upside down and was more vulnerable then I had ever been in my life. This is right where He wanted me.

Nothing was said when I walked in the house but, it didn't have to be. I simply walked down stairs and sat at the edge of my bed. I sat there thinking of the possible penalty that I was going to receive from the store. Jail? Fine? Community service? Banishment? I cried out to the one who I had been directly disobeying. I was scared, felt helpless, and felt like a huge disappointment to literally everyone. I didn't know what else to say after say sorry a thousand times and I just began to sob hard.