I stole a tiny (really tiny) rubber shark toy with a roll up tongue from a random store

Now I know, this title may seem pretty boring, but let me tell you that this is the craziest story I have ever told in my life. So, I was seven and I was with my gran, my grandad and my sister and we were looking through this shop (it was a massive shop) and I was chatting with my grandad. My grandad is pretty old (though I do love the chap), and he never really takes notice to much around him, however my gran is the most mean, harsh, yet nicest woman I have ever met (think of Regina George from mean girls but old, and related to me). And my sister was there too. Anyways we were walking through the shops and my grandad and gran walked over to me and started talking about my birthday, because it was going to be my birthday in a couple days. She started going on about what I might want, and started looking at Lego, play mobile and what not. But the moment I saw the beautiful thing was when my sister jump-scared me with it. I may have jumped a little but it was like meeting the brother I never had, a great white shark with a roll up tongue that rolled out when you squeezed it. THAT was what I wanted. When I tried to grab it my sister ran away to go put it back, to that I shed a tear. I was pretty young so I didn’t know how directions worked. My gran said, “alright let’s move on!” And led my sister and my grandad to another direction, but I remained. I was determined to get that shark. I walked the opposite direction to where my sister went before and ended up in the cards section, far… FAR away from where the shark would be (and far from my gran). When I was there, I met a lovely lady who actually took notice of me on my own and said to me, “are you alright?”, but younger me being shy as ever just stood there before plucking up the courage to say, “toy.”. The lady pointed me to the direction of the toy isle and I somehow ended up there… and there it was… the rubber great white shark with a roll up tongue that rolled back out when you squeezed it (I think it also squeaked). I was happier than ever until I realised… how will I pay for this? Now, if you listen closely, you can hear my crime life begin with this tiny shark. I chose to steal. I put it in my pocket, not having any idea whatsoever to ask my gran. Speaking of my gran, I couldn’t find her for another five minutes until I hear her scream my name like, unironically, world burn. I RAN over to that voice, and first thing she said when I got to her is, “what did you do?”. Not, “are you okay?”, not, “where were you?” Just, what did you do? I had to come up with a lie.. now me, I’m not good at lies. But some how I came up with a good one because everyone believed me. Anyways I got to the checkout and right before I was about to step through the doors, I noticed those security things. My heat was beating out of my chest, my gran had to drag me out. But I got away with it. I don’t know where the shark is now but I did it. Somehow.