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Stories of being caught by parents

I've posted in this thread more than once /: I've been caught with weed, ecstasy, pills (even oxycontin).... Just some stupid shit. Anyways ever since my mom found pills in my room and then another time found an oxycontin (shit I was so high and gave it to her myself!!! I was fucked up and thought my mom dropped a tylenol then I went to give it to her and she gave me a funny look. The next day I walk into her room sober and she goes this wasn't a tylenol and I look at it like...... Oh shit, I'm fucked.) So since she found all those pills she started taking all my prescriptions and handing them out to me. One time I broke into her room with a magnet lol to get my prescription of lortab and she never noticed. This was when I was using oxy's but I liked to have back up shit just cause or to maybe sell (I don't anymore).

Now I'm eighteen and my mother still keeps my scripts. I'm about to kill her (not literally) but really?! I'm not underage anymore but she still manages to get my scripts. The doctors fax it and then she goes to rite aid and picks it up. How the fuck is this even legal. Especially because I'm eighteen now and I've never given permission for her to do that. Even with my latest Ativan script..... I don't get that shit. Well I'm going to end that shit asap since I didn't even ever abuse my actual scripts.

Lol let's just hope she doesn't catch me with heroin..... I mean if she finds pills oh well but if she finds a bag I have put away she'll go ape shit. Oh well, not too long until I just move out. I'm so tired of dealing with her crap. I mean she has gotten better but I don't know how many times in the past I got the cops called on me. I'm surprised I didn't leave yet...
 
Damn yo my parents have found marks on my arms and also shit like pins and alc swabs. I am such a selfish jerk :( No parents deserve to deal with shit an addict puts on the table.
 
I think someone posted a very similar story to mine...

I was home for the summer and I had been shooting a little dope. Apparently I stashed some rigs under a pile of clothes, which my mom found while cleaning my room, not the smartest move on my part. She comes downstairs holding a handful of rigs, I proceed to shit myself. Then she asks "Who's been using insulin? Do you have a diabetic friend?" As calmly as possible I tell her my friend "M" must have been regulating his insulin while he was over. I guess she must think there is a difference between insulin syringes and HEROIN syringes. Thank god for ignorance.
 
Ha she is in denial fer sure^

My parents have only caught me smoking weed in highschool and drinking u know the norm. It was bad back then but now they dont mind i smoke as long as i take care of shit.

The most extreme thing they found was like 4 xanax bars which i just left on a table ha yall know how benzos go. The cool thing was we just had a talk about anxiety and they gave them back. Thank the lord it wasnt painkillers.
 
pbuilder said:
I know this is super old but I'm calling bullsh*t.

You took 5 oxy's, at 13-14? And didn't die, Just from that I know you are bull sh*ting. but then you are really gonna add that you had been drinking, drank a whole bottle of dxm and were still functional enough to smoke weed in ur grandparents or whatever's back yard? Sounds like you've smoked 1 to many crack rocks today bro, this isn't the fairy tale thread.
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Dude that is a very possible combo and what do u think oxys are? They were mostly just like 5 or 7.5mg percs. And he was not functional from the sound of his story.
 
ErikTheRed said:
I think someone posted a very similar story to mine...

I was home for the summer and I had been shooting a little dope. Apparently I stashed some rigs under a pile of clothes, which my mom found while cleaning my room, not the smartest move on my part. She comes downstairs holding a handful of rigs, I proceed to shit myself. Then she asks "Who's been using insulin? Do you have a diabetic friend?" As calmly as possible I tell her my friend "M" must have been regulating his insulin while he was over. I guess she must think there is a difference between insulin syringes and HEROIN syringes. Thank god for ignorance.
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See my parents already knew I 'IV'd' before...so there's absolutely no way I could pass them off as a friends insulin syringes LOL..thats funny dude your mom is fuckin not on the ball when it comes to dope is she. My mom wasn't either but she became educated over the years.

What my parents uncovered wasnt like 2 pins it was a fuckload..the exchange gives boxes of 100 so they are like you have 100s of pins alcohol water all the tools and shit. You know all the shit the exchange gives you. So to them they are like damn you arein it for the long haul investing in all this shit.
 
Not long ago, my mother "caught" my girlfriend and I sniffing dope. Well, she didn't catch us in the act, exactly, but she knew what was up...

Basically, I had stopped home for lunch and my girlfriend had picked up a bundle. So, we started to rip open the bags, dump them out, chop them up and blow down lines.

My mother should have been at work, but for whatever reason, she came home early. So, we shut my door, and continued doing what we were doing. Well, my mother could hear the credit card on the mirror, chopping up the dope. She banged on my door and yelled at us, "I don't want drugs in my house! I can hear you! I can hear you doing drugs!"

It was crazy, she went on a tirade, and so we just finished sniffing whatever was left on the mirror and stashed the other bags away for later. I opened the door like nothing was up, and I was just like, "I don't know what you're talking about." LOL
 
oh god there's nothing they haven't found. My moms confiscated: 4 bowls, 2 bags of weed, 1/2 gram of coke, small amounts of crack, 2 crackpots and even hides all the lighters in the house. She also hides my anti-depressants, sleep aids, aspirin, and even my eye drops. It sucks like hell cus obtaining that shit isn't exactly a walk in the park and to make it worse she does it secretly without confronting me...it's like she's trying to drive me insane.
 
MissMalena, I definately identify with you're post. My mom would hide my antidepressants too. I eventually confronted her, and said that I have more class than trying to get a buzz off some Prozac, but she wasn't impressed.

I've been caught so many times by my parents, it's truly fucking horrible. One time I woke up super early aNd copped a bundle from down the block. I snuck back home, to the basement floor, and thought my mom was still asleep. So I prep a shot of heroin, and right as I'm registering my mom walks right into the room. I threw the syringe behind me, but unfortunately, the damage had been done. I somehow managed to get my mom to agree to letting me finish the shot, in return for turning over the remaining heroin. I managed to still hang on to a few extra bags though, but even the loving warmth of a heroin high could not make that day any better.

Also, over the summer, I managed to actually make quite a nice amount of cash for some frielance illustration, for the Methodist church no less. I blew almost all that money within three days, on heroin, DMT, a bubbler, phenazepaM,, 4-FA, and MDPV. after nearly all the money was gone (I had maybey fifty dollars left) my folks asked if they could borrow $500 for something, and they needed the money in a week. Not knowing what else to do, I said okay, and spent the week shooting 4-FA,MDPV and dosing phenazepam around the clock. Towards the end of the week, the PV started to get to me, and in the middle of the night I suffered an episode of psychosis, in which I ended up passing out on the floor next to a plate full of bile, and a cup filled with piss. When my mom found me I just stared at her and asked in a very serious tone, "how'd you get rid of the police". And of course then after failing to come up with any believable excuse for my fucked up mental state. I ended up telling exactly what had happened, and my mom had to borrow 500 dollars for, her mother instead.

I'm such a fucking prick!
 
I remember a few months back before I quite the needle my chest of drawers decided to collapse and syringes just flooded onto the floor. I'm talking a LOT of syringes here.

Mum knocks on my door and asks what all the ruckus is to which I reply "Don't come in i'm masturbating". She opens the door and death rays fired from her eyeballs as she unleashed a blood curdling scream.

Who the fuck enters when you tell them your havin' a bat...
 
Great thread, I've been on both sides of this. I was never caught by my parents but then again I didn't get into drugs until I was about 17 and that was all legal bullshit like lite DXM use and nutmeg. Honestly I'm glad I waited till I was 18 and let my brain and nervous system fully develop and by that time I was out of the house.

I have a pretty laissez-fair attitude to drug use but seeing your kids (even just smoking pot) you start seeing all of this in a completely different way. You don't want them doing what you've been doing especially with the "I know everything" attitude that comes between 12-25. And really if you are a teen and totally dependent on your parents you don't get to complain.

Makes a fun read though. +1 to everyone who tries to explain their drug use with gay activities. I don't know why but that makes me smile.
 
This one time, a few years ago, I came into possession of quite a bit of weed. This was a couple of months after I graduated high school, I was living with my mom and step, paying rent and my boyfriend was stay there too because he was homeless (in a separate room. My mom and her husband aren't okay with sleeping together before marriage - even if there is no sex involved)
So it was the middle of the day, like 2. We were at the dining room table weighing out bags and I get up and go to the sink in the kitchen (the outside door goes to the kitchen then dining room, there are no walls separating rooms just different flooring). I look out the window and I see my step-father's head bobbing along and I go "Shit, A**** is here!" and I run over, we scoop everything into a duffel bag and I run to the sun porch, right next door, and put the bag under the futon, grab what's left. Step-father comes in, basically sees us rushing about but all that's left is a scale on the table and so he asks me what it was for and I say, "we were weighing grapes." I said it calmly but obviously likely story? I think not. I did end up weighing grapes just so I would know, 3 or 5 to a gram (I've forgotten). hah
So my step-father goes upstairs and I go into the living room where there's foil, a lighter and a fentanyl patch on the table. Quickly I grab it. Then my step father leaves, saying nothing... We finished weighing everything up and packed all the drug para into a small suitcase (small like 2ft long) and take off.
I get a call that night from my mom saying we need to talk and to go straight home, so I asked a friend to hold onto the suitcase of me, and my boyfriend and I go home. We get there and they are sitting at the table with empty mason jars (weed came in) that we left behind, and the duffel bag on the table. My mom tells us to empty our pockets and goes through my boyfriend and my bags, while my step-father goes through my car (he took my cigarettes and didn't say anything to me about it. I don't know if he knows this, but cigarettes are not illegal!!). So basically they find nothing and my mom was basically like, I'm not stupid what's going on?. I played dumb. In the end she said "This house is a drug free zone if you are bringing drugs here or using you need to find some other place to live."
We ended up moving out.

Another time I came home and was high (taking a lot of energy not to nod off), sat on the couch. You know how your face is like blah on H, like all your muscles are relaxed(?). She said "Are you stoned?" So I replied, "No!" (Offensively) It was true.... That story wasn't very good but I wanted to share, because I remember so vividly how my face felt. That was some really good Sh*t, best ever I think. Literally did a match head size and was off, and still a couple hours later when I got home..
 
I was 16 and living on my own for the first time (in a different city to be close to the school). My room-mate was dealing a lot of hash, so one day police raided his room and I happened to be there at the time. So we had to go to the police station for questioning. I was charged for using cannabis. As I was underaged, they had to call my parents. My parents didn't take it very lightly... On the ride back from police station, my father told me I had to move back to live with them, go to another school and get new friends.

So that night, I lost all the friends I had at the time, my first apartment, the school and the city I lived in (..basically my life as I knew it). You can't imagine how angry I was at my parents.
That night I decided to die emotionally to my parents. And unfortunately I did a pretty good job at that.. Our relationship has been distant ever since.
 
I'm an idiot.... Got basically caught again. My mom hasn't said much but she knows something is up.

I was doing a deal outside my house with my friends. Was leaning in the front window of her car....passengers side. She gave us a bag of liquor and I gave her four bags of dope. My mom ended up coming out the house for a cigarette and was watching this all go down. She didn't see the dope or bag of liquor.... My friend with the liquor ran up to the front of my place and threw the bag into a bush. Then my other friend drove off. So my friend and I went to go in the house and my mom was like wtf..... Okay you told me you took a cab home, what shit were you doing? Well I lied and told her the other chick drove us home from the mall and I didn't take a cab. She was like okay....

So we all went in the house. My friend and I did lines of dope in my room. Then went back outside to the bush to get the liquor. My mom didn't bring anything up about it again until today. She's like I don't know what you were doing but I know you didn't go to the movies like you said you were and I'm thinking you're using again.... She then ranted about how my friend is the devil and is dragging me down with her.

Lol.... Whoops.
 
You not having much luck at keeping things under wraps are you XstayfadedX.
If I were you I would try and keep it away from your home for a while so your mum stops wandering what's going on.
 
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