116. I Hid My Mom’s Money Around The House
You may think I was just a mean kid, which I was, but I had a reason to do what the title says. So when I was 13, I started writing about how I feel and writing songs, poems, etc. about it.
My mom being the controlling, selfish bitch she was, used to take them off me when I was asleep or at school and rip them up or hide them in her room.
When I first found out she did this, I just took them back and hid them under my bed. There was a lot of personal stuff written on them, and I didn’t want anyone reading them.
Fast forward a few weeks. I got fed up with her always hiding my things and ripping them up. So younger me decided it’ll be a good idea to hide £5 each day somewhere around the house.
The more she hid from me, the more money I hid from her. I ended up taking £60 before she realised that I was the one hiding her money. It stopped her from taking my stuff, so I was happy about it. It’s not the prettiest thing I’ve done, but I still find it funny.