It was a foggy night in Florida and I was pretty upset that my mom didn’t let me go to the concert that all my friends were going to. We had fought for a while and I think I got a bit too mad at her. When I calmed down I got out of my room and went downstairs to apologize.
My mom was in the kitchen and looked pretty angry, after a while of observing her I finally had the courage to apologize. It seemed like she was ignoring me. So I didn’t bother to talk to her and I went back to my room. All of my friends were texting about the concert and making posts about it. Even though it was a bad idea I thought about escaping from my window and going to the concert without telling anyone about it. I tied some bed sheets together and threw it of the window then using the rope I made I climbed down and made a run for it. The concert was just around the street after a while of running I could see the lights and hear the songs. I was s excited that I even forgot I ran from home and that my family would be worried. I danced and sang a bunch of songs with my friends. I had to leave early so I could be on time for dinner so I started running back home.
When I looked in through the window, the whole family was sitting around the table, eating and talking. All of a sudden I realised that they didn’t even care that I was gone. No one looked for me and didn’t even realise that I wasn’t home. I climbed back up and went to bed I was ready to comfort my family about the mistake I made. The next morning when I went downstairs for breakfast I couldn’t find anyone. I looked around for a long time until I heard a voice.
It was my mom I hugged her and told her how scared I was when I didn’t find them. And then I realised I had done the same thing to them. I understood that my mom wanted to give me a lesson about sneaking out. After that, we set some boundaries and I never left the house without telling her again.