Luke and Thalia ran by God-Mart, looking for Taylor. She'd wandered off while they were shopping.
Suddenly, a car crashed. People ran towards it.
"That's Taylor Grace-Castellan!" someone shouted.
They ran over, holding their breath.
Taylor's little brunette head poked out of the window. She had a cut on her forehead, but otherwise she was fine.
"Hi, Mommy and Daddy!" she exclaimed. "I made the car go really fast!"
"Taylor...where on Earth did you get this idea?" Luke asked, horrified.
"My babysitter let me play Grand Theft Auto!" she squealed.
The Shitty End
(A/N: FYI, this is bad on purpose. It's based on this story I heard on the news. A 21-year-old woman was charged with child neglect for letting her 6-year-old son drive her car. He crashed and was badly injured. He got the idea from his mother letting him play Grand Theft Auto.)