Gladstone got lose and ran over to the McDonalds entrance and lifted his leg on a statue of Ronald McDonald sitting on a bench. No one saw this but me. Still I felt terrible. Later that night I could not sleep. I felt compelled to repair the harm caused by my otherwise well-behaved doggy. I snuck out of the house at 4:15am with a bucket filled with soapy water and a sponge and walked over to McDonalds to clean Ronald's leg. But some security guard caught me washing Ronald's leg and called the police. They took me to the police station and I had to stay there until about 8 am and my parents had to go there and it was a big mess. There was an article in the newspaper, and even though they didn't use my name, everyone at school knows it was me. They are all laughing at me, and the worse thing is the paper says the police chief thinks I need counseling. When I went to social sties class yesterday, someone put a bucket with water and a sponge in it on my chair. Lord Jesus, what shall I do?
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