Merely for the thrill, not to really steal anything, I was breaking into an old classmate’s home one night. On the first night, I was just going to prepare through taking out his dog and checking how the house was built. As I was inside (for some reason I was biking), I got lost, and trying to find the exit I got to the back door. I opened and biked out, but on the way I met another old classmate who was to visit my victim, and he saw me. I biked liked hell, finally coming home, fully aware that he had seen me biking out of his house.
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