When I was about 10, I came home from school to an empty house. I was a little piggy back then and knew my parents kept a bag of Spanish Peanut in a top cupboard along with a jar of loose change. So, I grabbed a chair and climbed up. I opened the cupboard and had a mouth full of peanuts in my mouth when I heard the front door open. It was my sister. I gulped down the mouth full of nuts but didn't have time to shut the cupboard or put the chair back. So, I ran to the front door and said, "Sis, we've been broken into"! She was freaking out and then my parents came home. They were just as baffled but they thought someone may have been going after the loose change and so figured it must be our paper-boy. I thought to myself, "that'll work" and never fessed up. They never confronted the paper-boy but I never told them what really happend and now both my parents are dead and I will eventually have to come clean with my sis,to clear my conscience. Sorry, paper-boy!