I did poorly in the first quarter of a class in middle school, so I created a fake report card. I did this every quarter that year. I forgot that they mail home the end-of-year cards, and my mom got it before I could intercept my fake. She was furious—at the school for their blunder. The teacher also retired that year and had already discarded his records, so they had to believe my mother’s “proof” (the fake ones I made throughout the year) and “rectify” the “mistake.” I’ve never confessed.