Fraud: A night-time adventure leads to more trouble than expected

Adventures in the middle of the night were something I was always very fond of. For the most part they never seemed to get me into much trouble; I just coveted the feeling of being able to sneak out of my house without getting caught. For a fifteen-year-old, it was definitely a thrilling feeling. Once I escaped the thresholds of my house, I would take off running as if I had just robbed a bank, in case my mother had heaved from her bed. Not once did she catch me. I never did anything too extraordinarily rebellious when I secretly left my house. Most of the times I would just take a walk, go to the store, or meet up with some friends who were doing the same thing as I.

[...] I decided to send $200 worth of chicken to her house (ironically enough I became a vegetarian less than two years later). I continued my shopping spree and purchased some things that I might enjoy. After I bought the chicken, I went to a skateboarding site and ordered $500 worth of skateboarding equipment. The feeling I received from performing these crimes was indescribable. What I did was wrong, there was no question about it, but I stupidly thought that there was a chance that I would get away with it. [...]

[...] I knew in the back of my head that it was a bad idea to actually use it, but I held on to it in case I changed my mind. Some of my friends had told me it was a bad idea and I should just get rid of it and other friends told me to use it to see if I got away with it. One of the people I had asked was my good friend Alyssa Johnson. She told me that it would be a bad idea to use it to purchase something, but if I decided to make that poor decision, that I should at least buy something for her. [...]