There was this one time when I was about nine years old and I kept prank calling the police. Little did I know at that age that they could track your phone call and pinpoint where it came from. So after about three calls, the police came knocking on my door.
...I ended up blaming my sister and got away with it.
The first time I was caught in the act though, or so I thought, was in the sixth grade when I forged my mom's signature. It was on a math test that I had failed and my teacher wanted it signed by a parent and returned to her. I freaked because I never failed anything before and I did not want my parents seeing it. So, I forged my mom's signature and returned it. Then, later that day while I was in line for lunch, my teacher passed by and asked me, "Did you really show your parents that test?" Thinking I was busted, I started confessing. Lucky for me, when I looked up she had already walked away. Phew!
Then there was this time in the eighth grade where I was caught for real this time. I cheated on an AR test with a bunch of other kids. How'd we all get caught? The library had one copy of the book we all cheated on. So for us to have taken an AR test on the same book so closely timed together was almost unlikely to happen. When the librarian or whoever kept track of the AR test scores noticed this fluke in the system, all the kids involved, myself included, were questioned. I confessed and ended up getting three days ISS (In-School Suspension).
Thinking back, I can't help but think how stupid I was each time. Never did I repeat either of these crimes again though! I learned my lesson and now I'm a good boy. n__n