My mom always told me if you are doing something wrong it comes and bite you right back.
             That Saturday morning it went in one ear and out of the other after she go through lecturing me after finding out my cousin was pulled over by the cops with out la license or insurance. A smirk came across my face as I tried to keep from smiling. My cousin called me with excitement in his voice as if he'd just won the lotto." Man there's a big party tonight everybody is going to be there." I shrugged my shoulders when I suddenly remembered my mom had told me she was going out with my dad that night. Right then I knew I wouldn't be able to go anywhere. Thinking fast the light bulb in my head lit vibrantly when I thought of the perfect way to sneak out of the house. "Oh ok I'll just leave the house after my parents leave and make it back just in time to clean the kitchen. They won't even know I was gone," I explained enthusiastically. When 7:30 came around my parents gave me the usual talk. Close the blinds, lock the door, and call if I need anything by the way which I never did. I called my cousin back and told him I was on my way, I smiled mischievously as I threw on my black t-shirt and my heavily starched blue jean shorts. After doing what my mom told me to do I walked out side locking the door behind me. To my surprise it began to rain and from a distance I saw my parents coming back to the house. I scrambled back into the house so they would not see me. I walked slowly up stairs thinking about at what was going on at the party. Finally I nodded to sleep; my mother saw me on the sofa and gently laid a blanket over my tired body. That Sunday morning just didn't feel right, I waited up for a phone call from my cousin telling me who was all at the party and what happened. Yet there was silence, the type of silence where you can hear the drum beating in your heart. The silence was finally broken w...