I ' d like to make fun of this kid but I can ' t . When I was young , my parents got me a bike for Christmas and told me to lock it up at school or it would get stolen . I didn ' t lock it for like a straight week but no one ever touched it so I figured it was fine . Then one day , I went to the bike rack after school and it was gone . I had a heart attack , and was so scared during the walk home . When my mom asked me why my bike wasn ' t in the garage , I told her it got stolen , and she told me I was grounded and had to go to my room . I went to my room my bike was on the kickstand right in the middle of the doorway , walked around my bike and sulked for like an hour . Then I went to the bathroom once again passing the bike , and came back , and only then realized my mom had taken it during the day and left it in my room after passing by it for the third time .