Have You Ever Stolen Something?

I only ever stole one thing. On one of my first days in kindergarten when I was like 4, there was a little moose keychain hanging off one of the playgrounds monkey bars. It didn't look like anyone cared that it was there so I looked around and then snatched it and took it to my house. I never stole anything ever again. As for ideas, that's a little ambiguous because where is the line between stealing ideas and being inspired them? It's not clear cut at all.

May I ask you, Clovis, what do you think about such a case when similar ideas come to minds of several people? Would you like to explain it as those ideas were indeed different or there was one resource that enlightened two or more people with one though(s).

It wasn't fair from my side not to tell anything about my experience of this.

Actually, as far as I remember myself I was a pie boy – never done a bad thing or kinda. Perhaps there were a couple of episodes.

When I was about 3 I threw a rock and it hit the boy. I was really sorry, but I can't remember what made me do it?

Another episode when I was with parents in Germany there were remains of soviet commandment and sat an officer in... in the office? I went to that commandment where my father worked and was walking around, and occasionally or intentionally (?) stepped to those officer's office. When idk why I said him that he was asked on the entrance post – that a phone rang and call him or sorta... Believe me I really don't know for why on Earth did I say that? And when the officer turn to take something I took his military cap and then directed to the entrance hall. Then there was a secretary or kinda and I left her the cap saying that the officer would come for it. Then I noticed that the door of the officer's office was started to open and I quickly hide myself somewhere near that secretary woman. She was surprised, but she didn't say a word because the officer was coming.
The officer had seen the cap – I left in on the post's table – then, if my mind don't confuse anything – he laughed and said that the boy (he perhaps knew my father so he figured it out whose son I was) stole his cap. I was sitting quietly and went after he went.

There were some episodes when I was much more adulter, it was maybe few times when I picked up some pens or kinda trivia things, but 'd rather I turned these things back.

There was maybe few times when I visited my brother, and then I, myself, played on Dreamcast being not allowed to do that. I mean I did it when nobody knew it, but I really wanted to play Resident Evil: Code "Veronica", and that's why I, however, broke those orders. I guess it's not incorrect to say that I have stolen some time to play the game.