Oy, I was wonderin' if someone was gonna' call me out on this. When I was 7 years old (yes, seven) I was arrested for arson, but because I was so young I was given a lesson on fire safety but I also had a juvenile record created for me too which was supposed to have disappeared when I turned 18, however it vanished before then, because when I was 15 I was arrested for breaking and entering, destruction of property, underage drinking and arson (again) and the record was never brought up or in question, which worked out for me as I might have landed in Juvy prison. Instead I was sentenced to approximately 250 hours of community service at a nursing home. I was a different person back then and it's because of the latter incident that made me realize a thing or two about how my life was. It's a moment in my life I'm certainly ashamed of and in all honesty isn't a fair or good representation of how my life really was AND just goes to show that hanging with the wrong crowd is dangerous. I was very lucky I was smart enough to make a few changes in my life and not end up for the worst.