I stole money from my friend’s dad at my Bar Mitzvah

I remember one of the funniest weddings I went to was one where they had a wishing well which the bride and groom would take home and crack it open and count the money and so on and so forth. <br><br>It was for my Bar Mitzvah and nobody really give gifts of money (except one man called Steve who gave me a twenty) but I had the wishing well. I had about ten or twenty quid in it.<br><br>So the night of the Bar Mitzvah, I spent most of it talking to my friends and family. We were allowed to sit outside around the hog and the photo booth, which I didn’t really use.<br><br>What I did do though was steal money from the wishing well. I would crack it open and then hide it to give the impression that we’d been robbed.<br><br>I remember being terrified as to what I’d done, so the next day I came clean and my parents were not happy. But then comes my best mates dad. He has a wry smile on his face and he returns twenty pounds to my parents.<br><br>He said “I could see you wanted to know how much you have in the wishing well, it’s only money.”<br><br>I can’t believe he let me off the hook, but that is why I love my family and my friends so much, they know that I’m not a thief.<br><br>Except the man who gave me twenty at my Bar Mitzvah, could be wrong but I’m looking at you Steve as a paedophile.