My cousin died when we were both seventeen. There was a reception at his house just after the funeral. I thought it was my perfect time.
I went into his room, stole all the money there, and took some other valuables that his parents wouldn’t realize were gone. No one knows that I did it. They just assumed he didn’t have any money in his room, only loose change.
I don’t regret it, but I will never admit I did it.