When I was 5 or 6, I went to the store with my parents. While browsing, I noticied a pink striped stuffed cat, and I really wanted it so I asked my parents for it, but they said no. I then threw a fit over it, but the answer was still no, so when they turned around to keep moving, I decided to take the cat and put it under my shirt. We continued buying stuff from the store and eventually we checked out. We started walking to our car when the cat, which I had genuinely forgotten about, fell from under my shirt, but nobody noticed. However, I still told my parents and we went back inside and we gave it back.