Am I A Thief?

Two week ago, my husband and I went to our aunt's house to join Thanksgiving party. When we arrived there,I saw a lot of fruit trees in her backyard. It is really like a small orchard. I climbed up a tree and sat on the limb. Orange, green were full of my eyes. This situation made me to remember other scene: when I was 11 years old.

In 1983, my parents were teachers. So they didn't have enough money to give an allowance to my brothers and me. We didn't have snacks, candies or fruit. A few of chance, my cousins stole fruit from a farmer's orchard when their parents didn't know it. They divided the fruit up little bit for me, since they wanted to copy my homework.

One day, my cousins told me, They had seen a lot of oranges in a farm when they cross there. They convinced me to steal fruit with them. I thought that I was longing to eat fruit at this time. So, we sneaked into an orchard outside my city. We climbed up a tree under avoiding a farmer. I felt scared and guilty. my legs were shivered. But when I saw a lot of oranges around me, I forgot that feeling. I only wanted to catch all of the oranges. I shared the smelling and catching. Suddenly, I heard a angry voice over there:"what are you doing there?" "Oh, my God! farmer!" A farmer ran fast to us with a long stick and yelling. "Jump down! Jump down! Run away at once!" My cousins shouted in a hurry.

We caught branches and swung down. Immediately, we broke into a run. When we ran to the attic of a home, we were frightened and excited. Fortunately, we held a few of the pieces of fruit in our hands tightly. However, I didn't want to do any more inmost my heart!