When I was 15, I’ve committed my first burglary, at my own school. The school is only a couple of miles from where I lived but the great thing is that I can run over the tops of the hills to get there and keep away from any police that’s guiding the main road. I’ve never ran so fast in my life before and the adrenaline rush was just amazing.

Once I got to the school, I sneaked into the main courtyard, my heart was racing and it felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. I was nervous but was also excited. I tried to open all the doors but they all were locked and also searched for open windows but there weren’t any. I picked up a stone and threw it straight at a window. The noise was loud. I ran out of the courtyeard and hid behind some bushes on the main drive. I couldn’t hear the school alarm but I wanted to see if anyone had heard the window smashed.

I waited until I’m certain that it’s okay to go back. I removed all the broken pieces of glass, including any rough edges in case if anyone turns up and I’ll need to get out through the window quickly. The school was dark, empty and quiet. I tried to get into the office but the window was locked, so I forced it to open. Inside the office, I found a tin with some cash in it. I stole that then I quickly got out of the window and ran back home as fast as I could. As soon as I got home I undressed myself and got back into bed. My heart was beating, I was so excited. I have committed my first burglary and it felt so good. I’ve now finally achived my goal of stealing money and can finally buy the clothes that I’ve been waiting for.