Sarah ManavisVerified account

I was 15 and it was Thanksgiving break, which we spent almost every year in Chicago (where my mom grew up). We got back on a Saturday afternoon and I was bored bc I had failed to make plans with anyone. No one was around EXCEPT for one guy who was a two years older than me.

This guy, let's call him Ryan (because that was his actual name), was someone I knew okay but not great. Ultimately, though, there never was anything even vaguely romantic going on. We were just pals who were both bored while everyone was away on break.

Now, my town was weird and part of it was next to a golf course, where kids would go to hang out (it was suburban Ohio, there wasn't much going on.) So Ryan suggested we go there. It was an evening in November so it was dark, and I KNEW my mom wouldn't let me go alone with him.

So, I lied. I told her that it wasn't just Ryan, but also another guy named Daniel (real name) who'd be going with us, and I said we'd be going to Starbucks (another local hang out) rather than a golf course. I said they'd come over to pick me up and she said fine.

My mom was a stickler for teenagers driving. So, when they (and by they, I mean it was literally just Ryan) came to get me, my mom watched at the window to see if he was driving responsibly. But as he was about to turn in the direction of Starbucks, he went the opposite way.

Another fun fact in our house was that, after an incident when my sister was 11 where we "colluded" on a lie, if one sister colluded with the other to trick my mom, we both received the same punishment.

So, while my mom was frantically calling and texting me (my phone was on silent), she went up to my little sister and was like "WHERE IS SARAH" which she initially said "I don't know" to, but ultimately caved in fear of said punishment system (I don't know why I even told her).

Meanwhile, I arrive at the golf course, no more than 7 minutes later. I finally take my phone out of my pocket when I set down and see approximately 24 missed calls and 30 texts from my mom and I pretty much shit myself.