Stories of being caught by parents

[BTrips]

Uhmmm, I used to sit on my back porch and smoke weed while my mom was sitting on the couch or in the kitchen....

I used to sell weed when i was younger.

So one day she wasn't home, I had just picked up 3, yes 3 pounds of some dank ass bud, had started bagging part of it up, had a few scales sitting out and a shit load of bags.

I went down the block to go serve some cat and smoke a blunt, sure enough she came home, i had forgotten to put it away and she went ape shit when i walked in, luckily i took my gun with me or that would of been on the bed too haha, needless to say i was 15 or 16 and she didn't do shit but tell me to get it out of her house.

15 or 16 years old and you have a gun?!
fucked up shit

 

[BTrips]

i wouldn't say this is necessarily getting caught but one night, my friend and i are sitting at my house on the couch around 12 ....I had a couple tabs of acid left over from the 17 that i sold and took, i think there was three left. but anyways we both take one just to have a mellow night... having fun just chilln out watching king of the hill, go up to my room watch a whole season of aqua teen hunger force then stare at my lava lamp for an hour or two....

Wake up the next morning, regular hangover-ish feeling since im sort of immune to getting hungover... my friends about to leave and i go, "wait take the last tab just incase you run into someone who wants to buy it" ....i reach into my wallet and its not there

I go downstairs my mom brother and roommate are just hanging out as usual and i never found out what happened to that acid tab that was bestowed in the weed smelling bag.... haha FUCK
and i searched the hell out of my place ....mysterious

 

[Bomboclat]

My mom used to do that whenever she found my stuff. She found like 5 bottles of vodka and whiskey in my room once and just took it all. She didnt say anything until i brought it up and then i just pawned off some lie to her.

 

[mrs_mia_wallace]

Most recently;

I moved back with my parents. I think I lasted about two weeks. My mum could tell pretty instantly I was using again but she was quiet about it before she found some proof. She went through my stuff when I was at work one night and found a rolled up dollar bill. She hacked into my computer and read my journal.

I texted her to ask to borrow gas money and she texted me back saying she couldn't and I knew instantly she had gone through my stuff (for the millionth time) and read my journal (also for the millionth time). When I got back from work she was up and waiting for me at the kitchen table. She told me what she found and asked me to either leave or go to rehab and come back to live at the house, get drug tested every other day and go to AA/NA and show her proof I went and etc. I chose the second option.

My last night at the house I got arrested for posssion of cocaine and she freaked out because I didn't come home, called my friend and threatened her and found out I had started stripping. She's never told me she knows I'm stripping and I've never told her I was arrested.

It's been almost three months now and we've only exchanged words for me to come pick up my stuff at the house or get my mail.

 

[Transcendence]

They made me move away to a diffrent province to my aunt and uncles house for a year . Then i had pretty big talk with them about how drugs are a part of my life and how i am responisble about it and test my pills and etc and gave them a bunch of info about drugs,drug culture, why i do drugs, what drugs i do and how drugs made me a better person. Now im back at home (18 now) and things between my parents and me are better then they were before.

 

[Artificial Emotion]

One time my dad kicked open my door when I was shooting heroin

I pushed the plunger down and braced myself for the punch to the face

Getting hit during a dope rush is a strange feeling

If my dad were ever violent to me I'd never fucking speak to him again. That's awful. How can you violent towards your own flesh and blood? Sickening.

 

[Rolexxx]

Haha wow, this one should be fun.

I have been caught (or nearly caught ["WHATS THAT SMELL!?"] too many times to count.

One time after school I walked down the street to my friends house who has a jungle in his backyard with a pool and stuff, we would toke and jus chill back there. So I brought over a bubbler and some LA confidential, he had some bombies as well. Well it was after about 6 bowls between the both of us that I see a figure block the sun out of the corner of my eye, I swung around in a cannabis fueled paranoia second and see his dad whip around the corner of the house with a murderous look in his eye. I was so high i tried to slide my bubbler behind my leg, as if he didnt already notice the thing. I slid my weed in my shoe as I did this, my friend didnt. All he said was " SO THIS IS WHAT YOU TWO HAVE BEEN DOING". He was really mad but i could tell he was waiting till after I left to unleash his fury. as I was walking out of the kitchen i turned to my friend and said "well i guess i wont be seeing you for a while" and took off. Needless to say, he has been grounded ever since (going on a year and a half now...They found out he took oxy with me a couple months back) but his dad never told my parents, and he let me keep my bubbler!

Toke break, I will continue when I return.
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A little while ago on June 26th, I picked my mate up from his summer school, Earlier we had thrown down *no prices please* for 8 pills: Blue Pumas (4) & Blue Aliens (4). I roared up to the school and slid to a halt directly in front of him like a scene out of a bad teens movie. He laughed like a little school child so I already knew somethin was up. He jumped in and quickly told me he had railed 1 pill and a half n class of the pumas about 30 minutes ago and he gave 1/2 to some fool he owed somethin to. I wanted to be on the same level as him the entire day so I hurredly got my fix. We were on our way to EDC, the biggest rave in north america. I remembered i had to get some stuff from my house and my parents hate the kid i was going to the rave with, so i let him out and pulled up to my house. while i was in I started feeling tingles on the back of my neck and head. She soon started badgering me, and yelling and shit. I then felt the first 'wave'. I got the sensation i get when im on oxy, that everything will be alright. she was questioning me becuase she knew i was going with my friend who i got caught going onto a federal base with weed about 1 week prior. Well I was fillin so good I didnt feel like lyin anymore so I told her i was goin with him, she immediately knew drugs were involved somewhere in the process, so she started to flip balls. she yelled and i started laughing and said see-ya. We ended up drivin up ROLLIN off our asses, got lossed, popped a tire, almost wrecked (repeatedly) before arriving at EDC. And heres the kicker, on the way back, while i was coming down but still slightly hallucinating, at 2 AM in the morning, My spare popped, so i parked on the side of the road, smoked a bowl, and passed out.


"Nothing is easier than self-deceit. For what each man wishes, that he also believes to be true. " - Demosthenes.

The reason the parents dont really do anything, or believe the stupid lies is becuase they want to believe that your a good kid so they lie to themselves so its easier for them to cope with, kind of like sweeping it under the rug.

 

[Bomboclat]

^ please don't pull that second stunt again man. Driving under the influence is extremely dangerous. You not only put your life at risk, but you also put all the pedestrians and other drivers lives at risk. Be a safe and responsible user, or don't use at all.

my .02

 

[Ravr]

Parent walking into my while I was puking my guts out/ falling down all the over place while coming out of a strong k-hole

 

[tyrael]

The reason the parents dont really do anything, or believe the stupid lies is becuase they want to believe that your a good kid so they lie to themselves so its easier for them to cope with, kind of like sweeping it under the rug.

Hmmm, I would think they would know a lot more they let on! Parent's aren't stupid, they were kids/teenagers once too.

 

[bang that shit]

I had just copped an 80, and in my rush to get home and get high forgot to lock my door. Right away I crush the oxy put it in the cooker and am about to put some water in and get er goin..... and than my mom comes in (she thinks im clean).... im like ohhh fuck.... so she starts yelling and then backhands the cooker off the table as hard as possible and the oxy powder goes flying all over the room. We get in a verbal arguement and my brother calls 911

and thats how I was sent off to my first rehab

 

[mungazz]

gbrown182 your story is intense

I got caught at boarding school when I was 16 smoking weed, that was a strange night. The worst part was them calling my parents and putting them on loud speaker so that i could hear them get upset as my housemaster tells them. But apart from that nothing really phased me I as I was too stoned to care, it was actually kind of funny explaining how we made the bong . I think my parents were madder about me getting kicked out of the boarding house then the fact that i was trying drugs

19 now and a friend’s mother found out i was doing E, and my parents got allot more concerned. They know I smoke weed and drink often but they get so worried about pills, they never really experienced MDMA in their youth. They know there isn't much they can do except try and talk me out of it and I wish they didn't know. The constant phone calls asking me to come home are annoying me because I like it in the city. They never get angry, and in return I try and be honest with them

I’m sure your all familiar with the phrase
'Some day you will have children, and then you will understand'

 

[xabalba]

the first time that i did acid my mum had a serious conversation with me bout my drug use she was standing at one end on the centre island in the kitchen and i was at the other end, i was 4hrs into my trip and the centre island kept coming up at me and she is talking to me so seriously and the room was just distorting it was one of the weirdest feelings in my life.

 

[Endymion00]

I haven't gotten caught yet (luckily) but there was an instance where a friend of mine did.

It was me, and two other friends. We had gone out to some huge ass rave held by some high school jock way out the fuck in hick country. It was all happening in a huge ass field, with lights and everything. Pretty impressive if you ask me. The music was good. Lots of trippy ass techno that I love. But anyways, while most people were getting drunk or stoned out of their mind, we had brought with us some MDMA.

We took it there, and danced our freaking asses off for god knows how long. We found some other obvious rollers and danced with them. One of my friends went off with some girl...I can only imagine what they had ended up doing. There were tents set up everywhere in the field. And this was only our second time rolling. We hadn't actually done it in months.

But anyways, we lost him sometime later so me and my other girl friend went and called a cab home, still rolling our asses off. I asked her if I could chill with her for the night because I didn't want to go home high as fuck. And I had lied to my parents about my whereabouts and all that.

She said it was cool and when we got to her house we were both under the assumption that everyone was asleep or out. All the lights were out. We went up to the door and she opened it, surprised that it was unlocked. Boy were we ever terrified when we saw her mom sitting right their at the kitchen table, glowering at us.

Of course, she was more scared than me. I was grinning like an idiot and I couldn't help it. Her mom kind of just motioned for me to leave so I ended up quickly bolting out the door and stumbling around the streets all night until morning. I went home. Suffice it so say, I hadn't heard much from that friend for quite some time...

Apparently her mom had figured out that we were going out to some party. She asked my friend if she was drunk and she replied with a curt 'no'. But it was pretty obvious she was rolling hella hard, so she was pretty much grounded for the rest of the summer. No one ratted me out luckily, but I don't like going to that house anymore...

 

[phatass]

I haven't gotten caught yet (luckily) but there was an instance where a friend of mine did.

It was me, and two other friends. We had gone out to some huge ass rave held by some high school jock way out the fuck in hick country. It was all happening in a huge ass field, with lights and everything. Pretty impressive if you ask me. The music was good. Lots of trippy ass techno that I love. But anyways, while most people were getting drunk or stoned out of their mind, we had brought with us some MDMA.

We took it there, and danced our freaking asses off for god knows how long. We found some other obvious rollers and danced with them. One of my friends went off with some girl...I can only imagine what they had ended up doing. There were tents set up everywhere in the field. And this was only our second time rolling. We hadn't actually done it in months.

But anyways, we lost him sometime later so me and my other girl friend went and called a cab home, still rolling our asses off. I asked her if I could chill with her for the night because I didn't want to go home high as fuck. And I had lied to my parents about my whereabouts and all that.

She said it was cool and when we got to her house we were both under the assumption that everyone was asleep or out. All the lights were out. We went up to the door and she opened it, surprised that it was unlocked. Boy were we ever terrified when we saw her mom sitting right their at the kitchen table, glowering at us.

Of course, she was more scared than me. I was grinning like an idiot and I couldn't help it. Her mom kind of just motioned for me to leave so I ended up quickly bolting out the door and stumbling around the streets all night until morning. I went home. Suffice it so say, I hadn't heard much from that friend for quite some time...

Apparently her mom had figured out that we were going out to some party. She asked my friend if she was drunk and she replied with a curt 'no'. But it was pretty obvious she was rolling hella hard, so she was pretty much grounded for the rest of the summer. No one ratted me out luckily, but I don't like going to that house anymore...

I allways get caught by my mum or dad when i'm on MDMA or mephedrone, thay can see it in my eyes from miles away, got busted pretty heavy 2 days ago, and since i was tripping balls, i told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, in retrospect i shouldn't, but in a way it was a weight off my shoulders...

 

[MasterVampire]

Last night:


Mom: Adam you have been smoking again havnt you?
Me: (screw it why lie) Yes i have
Mom: you know its not going to fix all your problems *leaves the room*


Me:....you bitch, whyd you have to say that

 

[deaf eye]

my buddy dropped a tab of asid , all night long he was complaining of bumps on both his middle fingers,
we was like chill dont sweat it , worry about it tommorow , relax, but he kept tripping on the bumps on his fingers

his mom is a nurse so when he got home at 4 am he woke her up and was like check out these bumps on my middle fingers,

she was like go to bed

the next day she gave him a haircut, and gave the hair to his pop, and he worked at a lab they tested it , but i think it came back clean,

he didnt get busted but they knew

 

[Hendrix Haze15]

One time my dad kicked open my door when I was shooting heroin

I pushed the plunger down and braced myself for the punch to the face

Getting hit during a dope rush is a strange feeling

haha shit man, thats how I got caught the first time doing dope. My parents already suspected something was wrong (they had found my rigs and cooker a week earlier and I lied and said I had found it in a trash can). It was like 6 in the morning before I had class and my little brother was in my bathroom so I stupidly decided to go use my parents bathroom to fix. I was sitting on the toilet and I remembered the dope at the time was like these small brown rocks so I used my lighter to smash the balloon down to turn everything into powder and my dad bangs on the door asking what that sound is. I was so focused on getting my shot ready and getting well that I don't even remember what I said, but I remember I was using some shoelace to tie off, and I had that around my arm and just as I registered, boom, my dad straight kicks the door open, breaking the lock and half the door knob. I look up like a deer in headlights and our eyes met and I could tell the shock my dad was feeling because he just stood there with his mouth open, eyes wide. I looked at him and then back down, re-registered and pushed off lol. I think like 3 seconds into the rush was when my dad finally absorbed and comprehended what he was seeing and finally said something. It was so fucked up, I can't even explain.

My dad didn't punch me or hit me or anything though. Instead him and my mom had like a 4 hour crying session which was much much worse than getting hit. That was the day I entered rehab for the first time. God, if I had only quit back then, all the bullshit and problems I could have avoided.

 

[dankhead88]

I was rolling a j when I was just 16. My mom walks in and sees. We get into an argument and I ended up flushing my shit.

 

[maloxx]

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