Um, okay, so once when I was — oh, I must have been like, six years old, maybe seven, and I got in trouble, right? So I was, like, put in my room, you know, I couldn’t, like, get out. The thing is I was really mad, okay? And I, I didn’t, I didn’t want to be there, you know, I didn’t want to be locked in my room but also, you know, like pride and everything, so. So I took a pencil and I started drawing in the carpet — it’s a white carpet, by the way, I started drawing like tic-tac-toes in the carpet. Um, ’cause I knew my parents would get mad. But you know later on, when I was out and everything, like, maybe like, in a couple hours, my dad noticed it. And then he was like, “Who did that?” you know? And he got really mad. But the thing is I was fine now, you know, and I didn’t want to get in trouble, so I, I told him it was my sister. And I said, “I would never do something like this, but she would,” so then she got in trouble. But I was like six, and she was, like, three, so I don’t really think he was too mad ’cause three-year-olds kind of do that.