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When I was a teenager I woke up in the middle of the night with an odd feeling. I went to check on my mom, but she was gone. I went to see if she had fallen asleep on the couch, but no. Her man was asleep in the out house because they had a fight. But anyway, I decided to go outside and look for her. But my shoes and jacket was gone.

I thought to myself wtf? Did I put them in my room? I checked, but no. So I thought maybe they were outside? I went to look, but when I opened the door I found my mom comeing home while not only wearing my shoes but my blue cardigan. She had been in my room while I slept to get it.

She even put her hair in a ponytail just like I did. I was like "Mom wtf are you doing in the middle of the night? Why did you stretch out my shoes too?" She then blocked my way into the pantry and I knew she was hideing something but decided to snoop around later when she was at work or something.

The next day the police called me. They had found footage and footprints that looked a lot like my shoes and jacket.

So basicly my mom had gone to my neighbours house in the middle of the night, broken a window, stolen a small handheld metal box filled with cash, and tried to blame it on me cause I was a minor and too young to get in real trouble.

I found the box and wanted to return it. And Idk how, but she somehow got the box open so it was completely empty with nothing inside to return. To this day I sit with the knowledge my mom was cool with frameing me as a thief.

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