OMG, once when I was a kid, I was accused of drawing a bloody knife on the wall in the hallway of my house. I honestly didn't do it, and when my mom asked me if I did it, and pointed to the drawing, I thought it looked like a very stylized picture of an Amish man with a beard who was wearing his hat, all drawn with a red felt tipped pen.

My mom thought I did it anyways, and didn't believe me when I said I didn't do it. I personally think it was the work of my kid brother, who got off scot clean as I was forced to not only scrub the image off the wall, but go to my room for the remainder of the day and had my TV privileges taken away for the rest of the week.

The things kids do to their siblings, eh? Thankfully, my parents had a long standing track record of forgetting their punishments they dolled out on us kids halfway through the week and I started watching TV again before the week was up.