Kleptomaniac

A kleptomaniac is a person who has an uncontrollable urge to steal things. Often it doesn't matter what they steal.
Beware! Keep your cookies safe and your candies too. He may come back for Christmas. I’m warning you!

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WotD: Kleptomaniac

Have you ever had a kleptomaniac in your family?

Kleptomania can be a severe mental disease.


You see, a kleptomaniac is a person who has an uncontrollable urge to steal things.


Often, it doesn’t matter what they steal, just so long as they steal it.

As I said, it can be pretty serious, and sufferers of this disease can get into a lot of trouble.

Do you want to read about another one of my childhood stories?

It’s a humorous story about a kleptomaniac in my family.

When I was a young boy, I liked Transformers.

They were robot toys that could transform from vehicles into robots and back again.

I loved those things and would spend hours and hours changing them from robots to cars and back again.

The most complicated ones were like 3D puzzles.

These Transformers were also expensive.

My parents couldn’t buy them for me because I also have four sisters.

They told me my sisters needed food more than I required toys, but I always thought they ate too much.

However, that’s beside the point.

I was a paperboy and delivered something like 100 newspapers every day after school.

It was the evening edition.

I saved all my money and purchased all of these transformers.

This is where my kleptomaniac sister comes into the story.

Honestly, she was not and is not a kleptomaniac. 

But I called her a kleptomaniac at the time because it was a big word, and she didn’t know what it was.

She used to sneak into my bedroom, steal my transformers and play with them.

Over the years, many of my expensive toys ‘disappeared.’

I never knew where they went, and she never said no matter how much I threatened her.

Then, one day, when I was about 32 or so, the kleptomaniac told me she had buried them in the backyard.

Imagine I delivered thousands of newspapers to earn money to buy those things, and she buried them in the backyard!

Even though I was an adult, she broke my heart.


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