I stole a comic book when I was like 10. Had it for two days could not even read it. Took it back and apologized to the man then went home and told my parents. Nobody punished me but me...
To my memory I never took anything not mine again. Not even stuff from exam rooms at Dr's. Where I know a lot of people do, just feels wrong, to me, not judging others.
Now as for lying done my share of that a a kid, mostly to stay out of trouble for the other things I did. Like marking Zs on all dad's out buildings with my chalk tipped Zorro sword, it was Zorro i swear, Thing disappeared after about a week, dad said Zorro must have stole it. Then there was the time we went swimming in the river in March lit a fire to dry our clothes and burned all Don's clothes up accidently so he walked home wearing my tshirt upside down legs thru the sleeves, then there was the time..