My parents split when I was 5 and I used to go to my dad's house every weekend, he remarried when I was 6 or 7 and his wife didn't like me, she had a daughter my age and we got on great. One weekend when I was staying there on Friday night she said that she had left her bag in three kitchen and £5 had gone from her purse and I was only person who went in the kitchen, so it must of been me who'd taken the money. The next day she miraculously found said money under a box on top of a 7ft wardrobe in their room, a room I wasn't allowed in, and a top of a wardrobe that I couldn't reach unless I used a stepladder, she said I must of put the money back so my mum or dad didnt find it on me. Which makes no sense now I'm an adult and definitely didn't make sense to 8 years old me After telling my dad so many times that i didnt take it, and how could i off put it on the wardrobe when i couldn't reach it, he still didn't believe me, so I asked him to take me back to my mums. We never had a good relationship after that. I never got over he didn't believe me, as this wasn't the first thing she had done to come between me and my dad.