First Memory of Getting into Trouble

My first memory of when I got in trouble was when I cut my bangs off.  I was 4 years old.  I snuck the scissors into my bedroom.  I didn't want my bangs anymore so I cut them off.  I didn't like them.  Getting in trouble for the first time made me want to cry and pout.  I was angry and sad.  I didn't fear that mistake because I will never cut my bangs off again.  I learned that mistakes are okay and you can fix them.

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