Stuff you did as a kid that your parents never knew about

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Well, I’ve never really been that rebellious, just sneaky.
I got busted at a party by the SWAT team once. The guy that was the head of the SWAT team was a friend’s father, and he took me home before they started hauling people off. He told me as long as I told my mom where I was, he wouldn’t put my name in. (Think she knows? Nope… not yet, anyways!)

We used to tell our parents that we were going to the Gameroom, which was a local pool hall for highschool kids. Then we would hop in the car, go downtown, find a bum, get some beer, and skate the hell out of the parking garages. This was how my first board got confiscated.

We also used to hang out at the Market, which was an open-air area downtown. During the day, vendors sell various tourist crap there, but at night, all the freaks would come out and hang out. If my parents knew that I was hanging out with the punk rockers, the goths, the hippies, and the just-plain-mental-cases that hung out there, they would have freaked out themselves. (My parents are so redneck. And old-fashioned, to boot.)
We also used to get in fights with the rednecks from the northern part of the city. They would come down, and chuck beer bottles at us, and we would take off after them. It was a scene straight out of “The Outsiders”. If my parents knew their sweet, respectable daughter was out kicking redneck a$$ every weekend, they would have had a fit!

Ya know, this could make for interesting conversation with my mom later… “Hey mom, did I ever tell you about the time…?” :smiley:

22

When I was a teenager, you could get out onto our roof by climbing out my bedroom window. I used to grow pot in the gutters. One day, I went out to check on my plants, but alas, they were all gone. My Dad never said anything about it, but I’m sure he found them and disposed of my poor babies. Of course this was in the days before smoking pot was a Crime Against Humanity. By the way, despite my name, I quit smoking pot a long time ago. But I still smoke cigarettes. And speaking of which:

Racinchikki, some of my best friends are “social smokers”. And there’s another word for it. BUM. No offense. One of my buddies has NO shame - he’ll smoke a pack of OPs in an hour or two, but never buys his own. He makes more money than I do, and those damned things are expensive!

23

Oh, something similar happened to me, but I did tell my parents. It was right at the beginning of my first year of college, and I was 15. (I ended up going early, because of that whole ditching-four-days-out-of-five thing.) I went with my then-boyfriend (this, obviously, was before I came out) to his place to pick up some stuff. We discovered that his roommates were having a party - a loud and noisy party, featuring many underage people drinking and using various drugs. While we were in his room, the cops arrived.

I’d been at parties that got busted before - lots of 'em - but this time I was horrified. I had been at college only a few weeks, and my parents were in another town many hours away - and I was under age. If I’d gotten arrested I’d’ve had to call them, then wait at the police station for them to come get me, and I figured at that point they’d probably recant their decision to let me go to college early.

Fortunately, the good old boyfriend went out, found a police officer he knew, and explained the situation - underage girlfriend, absolutely not drinking or using drugs, just got here, etc. The officer knew the bf well enough to know what a crappy liar he was (and still is), so he believed the story and helped us out. We got put in a police car, but instead of taking us to the station it made unscheduled stop in front of my dorm. Thank you, Mr. Kind Police Officer, wherever you are today - it would have really sucked to get arrested for the first time when I actually wasn’t doing anything wrong.

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Actually, it does. I started having these conversations with my dad a few years ago, and while some of them have been kind of alarming for him - mostly the ones that involved me risking my life in stupid ways - it’s been very pleasant overall. He’s told me some stories from his own adolescence, we’ve both reflected on the passage of time, we’ve had a lot of laughs at what a horrible teenager I was.

If your parents are the sort that can look back and laugh, go ahead and tell 'em what you did. (Once you’re out of the house for good.)

24

Well, until recently I never did anything worth hiding. I still don’t really. I started drinking this summer. I don’t do it often or irresponsibly. I have a feeling that my parents know. I know it wouldn’t bother them if they did. I’ve been thinking about telling them and probably will soon. They seem to be the best parents I know of when it comes to trusting their kids. They know that my brother smokes pot (he’s going into his second year of university) and they don’t mind. They figure he’s smart enough to be responsible and not get into any real trouble. They did it when they were young, right?

I’m lucky to have parents like I do. :slight_smile:

25

Shit, guys, I always had to have math problems explained to me about 20 times, so don’t be TOO hard on people. I flunked Prob and Stat so fucking hard it was embarassing

Back on topic…
My mom would sometimes tell me I couldn’t call my friends because my dad was on call. So, I’d sneak upstairs, call my friends, tell them to call ME, hang up, and go into my room. Then, when the phone rang a few minutes later, my parents were none the wiser.

Sneak junk food out of her hidden stashes.

Ice cream for breakfast.

Good GOD, I am pathetic!

26

Hardly anything. My mom caught me with Dad’s Playboys. They’d let me sip their Rolling Rocks. I lived in a neighborhood where we roamed EVERYWHERE. It was not unusual for me to go into my neighbor’s greenhouse, which was attached right to the house. Same with people’s backyards. I roam the woods as far as I could go, too. But we didn’t have access to drugs or alcohol.

By the time I was in high school, I was hanging with the drama students, so I guess there was the drinking and pot-smoking. I’m sure mom didn’t know anything about that.

Or the time I was propositioned by the male lead at the community college theater (I was too drunk to realize he was coming on to me until he suggested we “go for a walk” away from the cast party. I learned real quick after that.)

I was too chicken about girls to do anything in that department.

But just about anything that I did, I was caught at, so I didn’t have to hide anything from my mom.

But after hearing what y’all went through, I’m going to be very nervous about my daughter when she hits “that age” about, oh, 12-14 years from now. If it was this bad at your age, what’s it going to be like later!

27

They didn’t know about most of the times I shoplifted or skipped school. They didn’t know about me drinking or getting high or using amphetamines. They didn’t know what I did with my boyfriends most of the time. (There was the one time Mom caught us.) They didn’t know that when I spent the night at one of my friend’s house, we would stay out all night roaming the streets and causing various mischief. They didn’t know that when another friend would ask me to come watch movies with her while she babysat (they had premium cable channels at that house!) the reason I would go was for the slo gin that the parents of that house didn’t mind if we drank. They didn’t know that I had a friend who was a guy stay with me the one time that they left me home while they went on vacation. They couldn’t have possibly have known what a college dorm is like on weekends at Mizzou or they wouldn’t have let me go visit my friend TWICE while I was still in high school. I’m sure there’s lots more.

28

Heh. I couldn’t smoke a pack if I had three months to do it in. Hell, I’ve had five cigarettes sitting in my sock drawer for two weeks. I smoked an inch off the end of one once and had to stop because it was making my sinuses hurt. I may be a bum, but i’m the “Can ya spare a dime?” kind rather than the “Gimme ten bucks so I can buy some liquor-- i mean food” type.

29

Good! Smoking is an evil, vile addiction. Take it from One Who Knows. Don’t let yourself get hooked.