This happened back in 1992- when I was 9-years-old and about to go to the fourth grade. I remember it being the last week of my summer vacation- as school would be starting the following Wednesday. That even was on the day my parents took me to meet my new teachers- as I would be having a man (for the first time ever) for math, science and social studies. The other teacher was an old woman I would have for language arts- spelling, reading and English. I heard she died just a few years ago after it happened.

This family who had two sons that were "real troublemakers" lived just down the street from us. There was a third child who was a girl- but she was only 3 and NEVER left the yard. The older boy was 3 years older than me- and the younger boy was 3 years younger than me. The age difference can be explained because they had different fathers. The man currently married to their mom was a stepdad to the older one- and a real dad to the younger one as well as the little girl.

So those two boys would always be riding their bicycles by our house. If my twin brother and I were outside playing in the front yard- they would yell terrible things at us. The older one would even spit in our faces if he was close enough. They had done things constantly to mess with us during that summer break. I remember my mom telling my brother and me to go outdoors- because she just hated us being in the house watching TV or playing Nintendo.

We just knew that anytime we went out- those two jerks would be coming by on their bikes and causing trouble. So on that one day- I noticed neither one of the cars that their parents drove were sitting in the driveway. The man was gone to work- and the woman I think had taken the kids out to do some shopping. I remember walking by the house- and seeing the fence to their backyard was open. Then I decided to go on in there- and look at what they had in the back.

I noticed their waterhose was just sitting on the grass. So I decided to turn it on- and the water started coming out of it. After I did that- I decided to get out of there. Unfortunately- the mom with the kids came driving up into the driveway. I just kept on running- but they knew somebody just came out of their backyard. That made me realize I did something "dumb"- and was hoping they did NOT see my face.

I remember getting back to my house- and crossing my fingers the doorbell did NOT ring. It NEVER actually did- but it got close to time of having to go to my school so my brother and I could meet our new teachers. My dad backed my mom's mini-van out of our driveway- and I looked on down the street. Those two brats were outside in their front yard- and they looked right towards me as if they knew I was "the one".

Luckily- my dad drove out the other way to leave. I was really scared after that- and wishing I had gone in their backyard to do what I did much sooner. While we were at the school and seeing our teachers- that helped take my mind off of what I did. After we were back home- I remember my dad leaving for work in his own car. Then I decided to go walking down the street to see if I could visit some friends.

As I was on my way there- I hear a woman's voice call out to me. So I turn to see who it was- and it was the mom standing with the younger boy as well as the girl. The older boy was NOT with them at that time. She demands that I come to her right then. I all of a sudden remembered what I had done- and knew that they had to have seen my face as I was running out of their backyard earlier.

I then walk over to her- and she starts talking about how she knew either my brother or me had gone into their backyard and turned the water on. The boy said I was wearing the same clothes as the kid who ran out of there earlier that day. She told me that we BOTH were to stay out of their yard- and NOT ever touch anything of theirs. I then decided to go back home- as I no longer felt like playing with those friends.

Later that day- my mom was in the front yard watering the grass. Those two brats came by on their bikes- and told her about what I had done. She asked them when that was supposed to have happened. They said close to noon- but she told them that we were NOT even home then. So then she says that she will be going to their house and letting their parents know the truth.

I saw my mom down there talking to their mom. It was true that I had gone in their backyard and turned that waterhose on. I only did that because they always came by our yard and did stuff to pick on us. My mom managed to convince their mom that it was NOT me who went back there. Since she did NOT know about what I did- she had their mom thinking that was the time we were out meeting our new teachers.

My mom later told me to NEVER walk by their house ever again. I was actually on the other side of the street when heading to where my friends lived. About three months later- we found out that family was moving away. That was "very good news" for us- and I felt free with them gone. To this day- I know that I was in the wrong to do what I did. Even though those two boys were brats and always did bad things to us- that did NOT give me the right to go on their property and touch what belonged to them.