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How I stole my own grandmother’s money

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My grandmother is not very old and works as a part-time secretary in a small office. I love my grandmother, and she is very fond of me. She always gives me expensive gifts, for which she starts collecting money right after my birthday. She helped me, as a student, to get a job in my field of study. Every time I visit her so infrequently, she treats me to everything in the house and is sure to give me some more money:

– You need something to buy candy for the girls, Vitya!

It is not clear what she lives on. Her health is already badly undermined. So one day my grandmother tells me:

– Vitya, it may happen that I need money urgently for treatment or surgery, and I just can’t physically get it anywhere. Well, look, there is a credit card in the closet. It was issued to us at work. I haven’t opened it. It’s just for emergencies. I’ve got some money saved up for dentures, but I’m not taking it out of the card as a last resort. But if you need it for the hospital, you can use it.

– Vitya, it may happen that I need money urgently for treatment or surgery, and I just can’t physically get it anywhere. Well, look, there is a credit card in the closet. It was issued to us at work. I haven’t opened it. It’s just for emergencies. I’ve got some money saved up for dentures, but I’m not taking it out of the card as a last resort. But if you need it for the hospital, you can use it.

I work, but there’s never enough money. And when I look in the closet, there’s my grandmother’s credit card. And then I think: I’ll take money from it before I get paid, and when I get paid back, my grandmother won’t even know. It’s a done deal. I took a thousand. The money went away instantly. I got my salary, but it wasn’t much, and I still had to give my mother some money. Okay, I think I’ll work somewhere else. I wasn’t particularly worried, to be honest.

So a month went by without me noticing. Suddenly my grandmother calls me, crying, and tells me that the bank called her and told her that she owes money on the loan. She says she doesn’t know how to prove that she didn’t take the loan. And I felt ashamed and scared. I started lying about how sorry I was that the bank had messed something up. Let me go and talk to them, I said. And my grandmother just cried.

I don’t know, honestly, how I would have behaved next, only Grandma herself has already understood everything and says:

– Come on, Vitya, let’s think about how to get the money back. The bank is not to be trifled with.

You won’t believe it, my grandmother didn’t even tell my parents that I did that. More than that, she borrowed money from work, added her pension, and paid off the loan in two instalments so the interest wouldn’t accrue. And I had already quietly paid her back in six months, without any interest, of course. I was afraid that my grandmother would get sick and have to go to the hospital. But my grandmother withstood it all. And she only went to the hospital now, when eight months have passed since this whole story.

She certainly won’t read my confession here. I write it for other fools like me. I want to say that I realized that I could have just asked for money honestly instead of stealing. I know that my grandmother forgave me long ago, but I am still ashamed of myself.

My dear grandmother, Irina Stepanovna, I don’t often tell you how much I love you. I will say it at least here.

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