Caught.

25/12/2014

So being an 18 year old student at college, I still live with my parents. I am a good kid, as in I've never rebelled, at least not in a major way, I have always listened to my parents and did what they said. But today I feel as if that good kid image has been shattered. They have realised I'm not that same good little studious 15 year old anymore. They have realised I am an adult, an adult with cigarettes in her possession.

I was pretty careless with where I had placed them, in plain view of everyone. My mother found them and then called my father to also have a talk with me. At first I got really flustered and thought they were both going to kill me, so I did what any other teenager would do, I passed the blame on to someone else. My cousin. She actually does smoke, and quite often at that. Now they both have a tarnished image of her, which I created.

I wrote a haiku, which I felt was the easiest way to convey my feelings right now.

Embarrassed. Fuck.
Ashamed for lying to them.
Must adhere to my truth.


M.K.