![]() That's all.801.715.3300 Can I just claim my money? What’s the catch? I am certainly an asshole in this situation, but Summer and Carla are even bigger assholes. And I don't write this thinking that I am innocent, because I know that I initially took it. Absolute "Christian" hypocrite, and I hope that one day she sees this because she shouldn't get away with pretending to be such a good person when she stole my Mom's ring. This lady stole my Mom's ring, but will sit in church next to her and pretend she's such a good person, and her friend. I know that I initially took the ring, and that I wasn't supposed to, but it's even more disgusting when someone steals something, knowing where it comes from, and who it belongs to. It is so frustrating, and I've been guilty about it for 22 years now. They pretend they don't know what I'm talking about. I don't know what to do about it because I feel like they will never give it back to me. But they are not stupid, and no one just forgets about a diamond ring that they have been wanting. Both summer and Carla got defensive, and pretended they didn't know what I was talking about. There was no way Carla forgot about the ring, and there was also no way that she didn't still have it. ![]() So I asked both Summer and her mom what happened to it. I also knew through my mom, that Summer's mom Carla, coveted the ring and wanted it really bad. I also realized that Summer never gave me back the ring, and I never heard anything about it. I realized that no one just leaves a diamond ring on the floor without picking it up. Years went by without me seeing or speaking to Summer, and as an adult I contacted her on social media. I ended up never saying anything about it because I knew it would crush my mom if she knew that I was the one who took it, and lost it. Probably cuz I didn't want to get in trouble by my mom when she realized that the ring was gone. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, and I never mentioned the ring for some reason. The next morning I got up and got ready for school with Summer, and we went to school. My mom's ring is way too big for my little fingers, so I took it off, and set it next to my pillow. So I go over to Summer's house, and I end up sleeping on her floor. ![]() I knew at the time that it wasn't the right thing to do, and even now I feel horrible about it. One night, I got invited to go stay the night at Summer's house, and before I left, I saw my mom's ring on her bathroom countertop, and I took it. At the time, I didn't understand how precious and important the ring was to my mom. It was a beautiful ring, and I always wanted to wear it as a young girl. ![]() My mother had a huge diamond ring that she had gotten from her great-grandmother, that was extremely precious, and valuable to her. Skip to the theft I am referring to in this reddit. ![]() She wasn't a great friend, and I only hung out with her for a few years. She was extremely bossy, and liked to steal things from me too. Summer was a compulsive liar, and would lie about the weirdest things for absolutely no reason. Carla had a daughter who is obviously, Summer. My mom had a best friend named Carla, and she and my mother went to the same Christian Church. I lived in southern Utah at the time, and didn't have many friends because I didn't belong to the local prominent Church. So when I was 11 years old, I had a best friend named Summer. ![]()
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