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I was 10 years old and my brother was 5. He had a friend of his age and that friend comes to our home often to play. The boy lives about 100-120 meters from our home and he had to cross the street from their home, then walk down the foot trail on the hill. Whenever the boy wants to play with my brother, his mother would help him cross the street; and when it's his time to go, his mother would fetch him. One day, I don't know but, I just got annoyed and told the boy that his mother was calling for him. So the boy went home and crossed the street alone. A week following that day, the boy didn't visit us and my little brother was then a little concerned. I just learned the the mother got so angry that her son was lied to and was sent home by himself, and had told the boy never to visit our home again. Worse of it, the mother was angry at my brother as she assumed it was my brother who sent the boy home. I felt so guilty... very ashamed of what I've done. But I couldn't just easily admit it... even now. It's only here on Yahoo! Answers that I admitted it after all these years.

Now that I have children of my own, whenever they invite friends, I welcome them wholeheartedly -- classmates, neighbors... I treat them as my own, too; and make sure they're all safe while playing with my children, even if they play outside of our backyard. I'm not sure but it's the only way I know to repay what I've done before.

2006-10-27 00:48:16 · answer #1 · answered by Mike N. D 3 · 1 0

Everything I did, I'm now ashamed of. Wow, it's so hard to think about it...

2006-10-27 06:44:09 · answer #2 · answered by Um, okay. 1 · 0 0

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