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Stories of being caught by parents

One time I had bought what I though was 7 hits of E, but after realizing they were completely bunk I was feening getting some real E so I started looking around. Well sometime after midnight I found someone who sold me a purple transformer (my first mistake).

Anyway, feenin like I was as soon as I got it which was around 12-1am I put the hit in with my gum and swallowed them together (mistake number 2) which caused some time release type deal as it took a fairly long time before it hit me which caused some problems.

I wasn't feeling anything when I got picked up by my mom and got home fine with no problems, which relieved me as she didn't know of my hard drug use at the time (at least I didn't think she did).

When we got home my mom went to bed right away, which I had to smile at as I was left to trip and i had a bit of weed i wanted to smoke too. Later in the morning I realized taking my hit so late was a terrible idea as i was left sitting at home at like 2am watching tv alone but i was feeling alright (even though it was a transformer, the weed helped a lot). I just hung out watching late night tv till around 5am, which is around when my mom usually wakes up. So as to not appear to have been up all night i went up to bed and tried to sleep for an hour or two to but could not fall asleep for the life of me.

At around 6:30-7 my mom came in to tell me she was leaving for work, and I was a little cracked out. I had smoked all my weed earlier so i still felt that but was starting to burn out, but the Transformer was still going strong (another thing i think caused from putting in my gum). I thought I handled it fine, I said bye and acted fine, she looked a little funny but i thought that was cause she thought i was hung over. It wasn't until i got up and went to the bathroom, and saw that my pupils were saucers 8o.

She never said anything about it to me and it wasn't until my sister said something that i knew my mom knew. My mom had noticed my eyes and told my sister about it, and she asked me. My mom hasn't said anything to this day about it though.
 
TheLostBoys said:
When I lived with my parents, if they would have found 1 needle, I would have been off to rehab no questions asked.
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I was honest with them in the very beginning and admitted I was an addict and what not. They just asked "do you want to go to rehab?" I said hell no I'll do it on my own. Since then (about 4 years ag) rehab has never been brought up again.
 
bob cobb said:
i had ingested around 900mg of lyrica.....no tolerance.......i vaguely remember going upstairs completely naked, looking for some of my mothers xanax.....obviously i didnt know she was up there. she was watching while i was stumbling around naked trying to steal her xanax.....
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LMAO....................8o

Thats gotta be so embarrassing!
 
epiks said:
I was honest with them in the very beginning and admitted I was an addict and what not. They just asked "do you want to go to rehab?" I said hell no I'll do it on my own. Since then (about 4 years ag) rehab has never been brought up again.
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There wouldnt have been any asking of "do you wanna go to rehab" in my houshold. There would have been options, rehab or go live with someone else.
 
Well this story I never got completely caught out, but one day my mum went to check her facebook, but mine signed in automatically and had a chat open with a friend about my nights plans to take mephedrone. (luckily this part of the conversation was hidden and she never thought to scroll up... As far as I know).
She shouted me when me and a few friends had already started taking it, so I was kinda buzzing when I seen the conversation, the only bit she hopefully seen was me saying "fuck taking crystal meth" (my friend called me a methhead, meaning mephhead which I had corrected him about 2 seconds before lol) and him saying he had green...

I've never heard anything about it since.
 
One of the few times I got caught I was taking care of my neighbors dog during winter break from uni. It was also Christmas Eve when this happened...lol. But I had takin a bunch of xanax and went over to take the dog out for the last time that day. At the house I preceded to drink their liquor and watch TV after I let the dog out. The last thing I remember is petting the dog on the couch. I wake up the next day (Christmas Day) and I go downstairs, tell my parents and siblings I'm gonna take care of the neighbors dog. I go there and there front door is wide open and there house is a mess.

HOLY shit what happened? I let the dog out and clean up a bit. I go back home and my parents and sisters were opening presents. I joined and then about halfway through my parents confronted me. WtF I was so retarded. But atleast it was my perscription so I didn't get in that much trouble. It just makes a good story. I think
 
I've been caught high on weed only. Which they were cool about. But when I used to take DXM a lot I would not wanna throw out the bottles in the trash bc my mom would see it so I would hide them somewhere in my room and forget about it the next day after my trip. They FLIPPED when they found a bunch of empty cough medicine containers... I think they woulda been less pissed/upset at finding coke TBH
 
Being caught sucks, but after the first time it really isn't that bad.

I could have been caught yesterday, but luckily I know how to keep my shit together so I wasn't. I thought I had the house to myself while my dad was at work so I took a DOM tab and burned through a glorious helping of some fine nug. Needless to say, I was tripping off my face and things were indeed starting to liquify.

I was sitting at the computer looking at something on bluelight, just trying to make sense of the waves of letters that seemed to be flowing freely in front of me, when suddenly: I hear my dad come in. He had randomly decided to come home for lunch. Despite my thoroughly tripped out state, I wasn't really phased by his arrival (he just came in, said "hi" and made himself a sandwich), but I decided it would be best to take my dog for a walk so I could avoid him while he was there. That walk was pretty amazing too, DOM+bright summer day is one of the truly amazing things life has to offer.
 
EU4RIK said:
Dexies and weed on a summer day were great, i can only imagine how this was
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Man you have no idea, colorful doesn't even come close to describing it. I was kind of freaked by the fact that absolutely no one seemed to be outside, but then I remembered it was around 105 degrees out and that the neighboors didn't have the ability to resist the heat due to their rather unfortunate lack of DOM.
 
When I was in like 9th grade I think a friend of mine gave me Ritalin to try. At this time I was already a steady meth user I started at 13. Anyways I had taken a couple then went off to my science class. I had a really cool teacher who I felt like I could talk to about anything with, so before class I asked him what Ritalin was because I had no idea at the time lol. He preceded to ask me why and who had it blah blah so I told him a friend of mine takes it but I didnt know why. So he then explained its for add etc. Well not 5 minutes later some older kids come in to do some stupid demo on blood pressure and heart beat <---not a joke! So I was panicking at that time because my heart was racing as anyone would expect from the meds. When my turn came up (we all HAD to do it) and they took my reading the girl got all freaked out and showed my teacher saying OMG look at this this cant be right?! He looked at me with the "i know" face and told her the machine whatever it was must be over worked and its just an error. lol CLOSE ONE! he obviously knew but never mentioned it to anyone or to me again. As for parents yea they caught me a couple times but only on the dumb stuff never when it was meth or x or something super crazy. thank god
 
first time i got caught smoking weed (all ive ever been caught for) was ridiculous. i was in 11th grade, and was an everyday smoker, actually at that time in my life i was an all day everyday smoker. id smoke before school everyday in my room or in the bathroom. well, one day i smoke a bowl in my room before school, and right afterwards my mom comes in and says it smells like smoke. i deny it (im high as fuck keep in mine) but she searches and finds my pipe (not well hidden). i say its a friends, and then my dad takes me to school. while im at school my mom searches my whole room and finds a little bit of bud (luckily i didnt have much left), like 5 lighters, and a homemade bong. so much for the holding it for a friend excuse :| hard to believe its been almost two years since this happened. for about a year after that i would occasionally get "caught", and my mom would flip, then things would go back to normal. now my parents have kind of eased up on it, and since i dont bring weed home anymore, or really smoke it all that often for that matter, so i dont really have much chance of getting caught.
 
oh, and another story. ive never been a dealer, but in 12th grade i kind of did the whole "sell to close friends, get my own drugs for free thing". i did this with acid and ecstasy, and let me just add, both were top quality. so one day my dad just comes home and says some mother called him and said she read her kids phone and that i "sold" drugs. my parents said my room was going to be searched, and that id be drug tested. at the time all i had on me was one acid tab (head stash) and sadly i had to flush that for fear of being searched. the next day, my mom saw me drinking a bunch of water and just said that i didnt have to worry, she believed me and wouldnt test me. whats funny is apparently this woman that called my dad (still dont know who it was) just said "drugs", so my parents just assumed i was selling weed, if they only knew...
 
ummm having my really southern ,grandmother find my bud wasnt fun ,heres a funny she came upon my handblown bong(i ordered a 90buck bong,i remember looking at the pic and i was like yea i like tat one alot <upon arival its the next step up 130buck piece ,now this had marbles,worked top,like 14" i think been a long time....)

anyway it gos missing from closet ,thought she threw it away ,climb in all my apartments dumpsters and nothing,turned out she gave it to my mom i got it back :)

it disapeers again ,never got it back ,found out from aunt she brought it to her house ,put it in a old washer wear it sat for like 3 months ,then she apparently FOUND A FUCKING BUYER FOR IT !!!!!!! pretty funny now she flipped my bong man!!!!
 
I've never really been caught before, but one time my girlfriend and I were smoking a bowl in my room when my mother knocked on the door.

It's not something we do often, and we both gave each other the "oh shit" look. So, I hide the bowl, and my girl just finishes blowing the smoke out of her mouth when I open the door for my mother.

My mother walks through a cloud of smoke still looming in the middle of my room, completely oblivious, and sits down in front of my TV. "Turn on America's Got Talent! Quick!" So, I turn on the TV; my girl lies down on my bed, and I sit down in my computer chair to watch whatever stupid thing my mother wants us to see.

It's a clown, some crazy opera-singing clown that my mother thinks is amazing, and all the while we're watching this crazy, opera-singing clown, we're climbing higher and higher from the weed we've just smoked. We keep looking at each other like, "Are you fucking kidding me right now?"

Long story short, my mother had no idea that something was up, but what an awkward, awkward situation.
 
Busted!

Couldn't exactly say that I grew up in a strict household. I would party and drink smoke alotta weed when I was younger and my parents always new about it and never really said anything. Most of this partying took place @ my parents house cuz we had a huge inground pool and pool house in the back yard. This made it easy to bring anything out there without them directly knowing 6ft bongs, kegs, you know the usuall. They never really had a clue about the extent of it which was alot more than booze and weed.

So when I was like 17 years old a couple of my close buddies and me went to a huge bonfire party and ate a shitload of shrooms. The party sucked so we decided to bail back to my house. We pull in the driveway and decide to fishbowl my car by smoking like 4 joints and @this point we were all in cartoon land and I was having some pretty intense visuals. We finish up and walk to the frontdoor get there and it's locked. Here's the thing though the door at that house had never been locked a day in my life I'm not sure we even owned a key.

I instantly started to panic staring @ the door and bugging out. It got really intense, looking around it didn't look like my door zoom out it didn't even look like my house. While all this was running through my mind I hadn't realized my hand was still jiggling the door knob.I convinced them it wasn't my house which wasn't hard to do we were so far out there and we were just about to walk away when all the sudden the door whips open. Couldn't tell who this women was her face was melting so much but once the yelling started I knew it was my mother. The door wasn't even locked , I was so high I'm not sure I even tried fully turning the door knob.

One look @ us she knew exactly what we were up to staring @ her face melting and the huge rainbow that shadowed her silouhette. Never mind the stench of weed that was coming off us from sitting in the car for an hour with the window closed smokin. My mother's sisters were over and she was pretty buzzed off box o wine. So she made a sad joke of an attempt to sound like a mother in front her sisters with some yelling then taking all our keys and telling us not to leave for the night. The next day when I woke I thought for sure I was in for it but no trouble , no talk, nothing. I'm not sure if she was so shitted she didn't remember or if she was just that slack of a mother which made me the wonderful person I've become today.

Not a great story about getting in trouble but a great story about shrooms and getting caught. To this day when me and my buddie get together we laugh hysterically about this one.8(
 
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Shit I was like 15 and I came home after getting an oz and the first thing my mom does was make me empty my pockets...so she finds it and takes it up to her room..

A month or so later on Christmas day I left to check train times to new york, came back and her room reeked of weed...found my ounce like half smoked in a matter of minutes..smoked a good quarter in the backyard while she got ready and then some black lady bought me a pack of newports....that's been the best Christmas so far
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A year later a few days from Christmas on my birthday my friend and I were smoking a shitton in my room playing guitar and being loud as fuck and then next thing I know my moms busting the door open ...turns out she came home early to take me out to dinner but instead my friend got kicked out and I got grounded
 
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I've never gotten caught in the act, but I've been damn close. I was shooting up (heroin) in the bathroom, and I'd been in there trying to hit a vein for about 2 hours. It was Christmas Eve and my family was waiting on me to finish "getting ready" so we could go to my Grandma's house. My mom finally got pissed off enough to kick the door in. I threw my leg over all of my paraphernalia, and hid my arm (which was tied up at the time). I don't know HOW she didn't see it, but she didn't. After that day I learned to sit against the door while getting high. haha.
 
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