Going to the skatepark was my favourite place to go to, but we barely ever went and I got bored around the house. I wanted to go somewhere and I came up with a plan. "I just knew my plan would work" I said in my head. I would ask Mom, then I would go to the gate and pull a string on the gate and then push the door open and I would be free! At the time I thought it would be a good idea idea to go the store and get an extra large slurpee. Then go to the skatepark. But because I didn't know anything about money or paying for things, I just made the slurpee and walked outside the store. So I went, made the slurpee, and walked out. I nearly forgot I had brought my bike there and literally walked right past it 'til I saw it at the corner of my eye then walked to the bike, because I had wanted to go to the skatepark after all. So I got on the bike with my slurpee in my hand and held the slurpee and the handle at the same time somehow. Mind you I was really young at the time so somewhere at the age of 3-5 years old. But I tried to ride my bike anyway, I fell over and cried for help. Just then I saw My mum's car driving toward me, and I said "thank god, Mum came to help me". And she pulled over and looked at me and breathed a sigh of relief but then the cashier came out and told Mom everything. She made a mad face and looked at me. She said she was sorry to the cashier and gave him money. She put me in the car and strapped me to the seat. Grabbed my bike and put it in the back of the car. She got in the car and told me I'm grounded and can't come out of my room until tommorrow.
I still didn't understand why I was getting grounded until I ran home from the principal. I learned that not everything has to go my way, especially when I 'kept scaring my Mum to death like 10 times in a row. Now I just stay home and don't run away anymore. I stopped being an escape artist.