Ultimate Payback
When I was about 13, I was snooping around my older brother’s room and found a stack of 20-dollar bills stashed away. He was saving up from his high school job to buy a car. Hundreds of dollars. To 13-year-old me, it was a fortune, and I figured he wouldn’t notice if I took just one measly little 20-dollar bill.
So, I did. For years I would remember it every once in a while and feel kind of guilty. The worst part was when I took the 20, he was also a teenage kid and probably knew exactly how much money was there. He probably knew I took one, but let me get away with it because he figured I needed it. That made me feel much worse.
So, 15 years later, I’m hanging around with him during the winter holidays. I see that he left his wallet on the counter, and he’s upstairs just hanging out. This is my time to strike. I sneak into his wallet, see that there are a few 20 dollar bills, and I slide an extra one in there real sneakily. Got him! Revenge is so sweet.
Story credit: Reddit / Orange_Kid