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My mom took 50 dollars from me, so I lied and told her I didn't know where her 200 dollars went. Me and my mother have an up and down relationship. Sometimes we'll be best friends, the next she'll wish I was never born; a burden to her. It was my payday. As soon as I got home, she demanded 50 dollars from me. I had just given her 150 two days prior. I knew what it was for. She wanted to gamble or she was giving it to my stepdad so he could gamble. No matter how many times I told her no, she would get louder and louder and threaten me more, so I just gave in. She wasn't gonna pay me back; she never does, but what could I do? A few days later, me and her were talking in her room. When she got up to leave, I saw it; 200 dollars dropping from her wallet. When I saw it, I didn't know what got ahold of me. This felt like my way of getting revenge, being able to pay myself back kinda. I quickly pocket the money and went on my way. A few hours later, my mom called in a frantic asking if I'd seen 200 dollars around the house. I told her no straight to her face and hung up. To this day, she still doesn't know. I hated stealing and lying to my mother's face, but I also still feel it was deserved after years of her taking from me. I've been living with this guilt for about a month now and it eats me alive everyday and keeps me awake at night. I'm sorry mom.