During my childhood, I used to play soccer inside the house with my brother and cousin,and my parents were not happy about it.We had a big guest room that we mostly played in,and it was vacant at most of the time. My mother warned us not to play their, so that we won't break anything, but it was spacious that it urged us to play in there.
One day, when we were playing I accidentally kicked the ball right in the window and it broke, although the ball was light, and I was surprised and worried. I tried to act normal pretending that nothing happened, but it was so obvious that my parents knew about it the day after,"Who broke the window" my father said, then I quickly admitted about what happened, and surprisingly my father didn't yell at me neither did he punish me, for telling him the truth from the beginning.
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