How's this one for eerie?
Last Sunday, I woke up early and couldn't think of anything to write about on here so I went out with my parents to a small shop nearby and ended up seeing a young boy who was trying his hardest to get home on his little bike with two bags of milk on either side of the handlebars.
It was a convenient thing to write about when I got home.
Well, I woke up this morning and didn't have a clue what to write about again so I went out shopping - this time to a different shop.
I got a story out of this visit, too.
When in the shop, my mother was at the till and handed me a bottle of milk. I had earphones in so assumed she wanted me to carry it for her. So I did.
Little did I know, or hear, that she asked me to put it back on the fridge shelf.
I told her I would wait in the car so left her in the shop.
Taking the milk with me.
A few minutes later, she came out of the shop with another bottle of milk. Confused, I asked her why she bought two different brands and then she realised what I had done.
I had pinched the milk!
She returned it to the shop.
I guess that makes me an accidental shoplifter.
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