Mind Prompt Monday

Story Starter:

I’m no criminal mastermind.  Once as a teen, I stole a T-shirt.  It was Spring Break and we were playing a vicious game of Truth or Dare.  I remember the smell of fresh fudge, my palms sweating, and my heart thumping. I snatched the shirt and crammed it in my beach bag before running for the door. I was sick to my stomach for a week and ended up throwing the shirt away. To this day I can’t stand the smell of fudge.  That same sick feeling is back.  The events of the passed week replayed in my mind.  But the question remained.  What do I do now?

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