Alright, I remember when I was in about grade 6, I went over to this family's house with my family. Before I go on explaining what I did there, I'd like to point out some attributes about my character which I feel might be related to this question I am about to ask. For as long as I know, I've feared my father a lot. He "was" rather abusive until I grew older. Anyways, I could never saw my opinion, afraid that my father might get mad. I could never do what I wanted...I felt caged because of him! And so it kind of affected my social life, I always feared people's responses when I was honest, almsot feared what they would think of my if I did this or that.
Now, here's this matter I've been wondering about...and have become so baffled about. So, on that day when I went to that family's house, I wandered into a room and so a ring (A wedding ring, as I found out later on) resting on the dressing table. I don't, but something drove me to take that ring, not because I wanted it...but I just
2007-03-14
15:39:32
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J.Welkin
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took it and walked up to a closet and threw it behind these luggages stacked inside it. Later on that day, our family was getting ready to leave. Then, my father walked up to me, pinched me hard in the arm and dragged me outside and asked harshly: "Did you steal the ring?!" Father always asked me if I stole whatever was missing--even now, at the age of 19, I am always asked by my father if I stole his money, if he finds it missing. I DIDNT steal it though. Anyways, I told my father I hadn't stolen it. He told me that Mrs. Miller couldn't find her wedding ring. I felt guilty. A wedding ring! How precious it must be to that lady....and she'd probably never find it if I didn't tell her where I had thrown it. But I remained silent. I feared my father's reaction to be crime more than I felt guilty. So yah, the question is, WHY did I throw that ring into the closet?
2007-03-14
15:39:41 ·
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