I remember being a young teen and being this rebellious sort. If I was raising a child like me i would lock me under the stairs and feed me bread and water. Really.
So I had this pocket calendar where I woud notate all the things I had done that would make my parents cringe. Had this code all set out so that I could get as much info as possible into the tiny date square. I recorded the booze I drank. The drugs I took (and kind). Parties. Sex. Oh… the sex…
See, I lived at one parent’s house but would spend time at the other from time to time. Same city. So I went to live with one and left a bunch of my stuff at the other. When I went back… my room had been “cleaned”.
If I had access to somehting like this I never woudl have been caught. I didn’t ask about where the calendar went, and they never talked about it.

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