When I was 7 we were visiting my mom’s friend. I saw this really cool vase and and wanted to hold it to look at it. I then accidentally dropped it, and just a pile of dust flew everywhere.
You guessed it, it was a f****** urn.
My moms friend came in screaming “Oh my God, my mom! My mom!”
I ended up blaming it on their car, and they believed me.
I still feel so freaking guilty til this day.
