#ConfessionFriday

I was an accomplice to stealing pizza from an 8 year-old.

My Friend, John, and I were about 16. We were at the Jazz Festival in Richmond VA at Brown's Island. They had a ton of food vendors at the festival. One of them was a local pizza shop. I cant recall the name of the shop, but they had a station on one side of the festival along with the other eateries. The Owner's 8y/o Son was in the middle of the mix of the festival traffic on the other side selling whole pizza pies.

The Kid had a stack of like 5 pizza pies, and was shouting "Pizza! $8! Pepperoni or Cheese!" My Friend, John, grabbed one of the pizza pies off the stack and asked the Kid "How much?" The Kid replied "$8." John said "No, this one is free." And then John walked away with the pizza. I was so shocked! The Kid looked so helpless and worried. He definitely didnt know what to do, and his Dad was on the other side at the hut. I told the Kid to hang on while I go get John.

When I tried to convince John to go back and pay, or return the pizza, all he said was "Nah Jaye. Im not doing that. So do you want some or nah?" And I grabbed a slice, started eating it, and kept walking with him (away from the Kid).

I felt bad, but I didnt do anything. So while this is mostly John's confession and Im low-key dry snitching right now, I still have some guilt over it. That's probably why I cant resist any Kid selling cookies outside of Walmart. I ALWAYS buy something... and a lot of times I buy cookies that I dont even eat, just because I be thinking about the Pizza Kid, and I hope in some way it redeems my prior negligence and complicity.