[237 words] Just down the street from where I grew up was a drug store that sold “Hot Wheels” cars. That was great news to a little boy who loved to play with and collect “Hot Wheels.” One day I saw a car that I just had to have. It was on a shelf and the sticker beneath it read 89 cents. However, when the cashier rang it up, I was only charged 59 cents. I left the store and I was thrilled! The store had under-charged me 30 cents, plus I had a really cool new “Hot Wheels” car! However, my excitement was short lived for I soon discovered that I just couldn’t bring myself to play with this car. Every time I tried, my conscience would burn within me. Since I couldn’t stand the pangs of guilt, a couple days later, I took three dimes from my…