Day 10 — The last time I snooped into something I wasn’t supposed to (like a medicine cabinet in a friend’s bathroom), I found…
Oh. Oh dear. This probably wasn't the "last time" I snooped. Maybe closer to the first time.
I was perhaps ten. My mother was away, probably for work, and her best friend was housesitting. One day, I was sick, and asked to stay home from school. Mom's friend did the responsible thing, and took me to work with her (who leaves a ten year old home alone?). She worked at a hotel and lived in a room there. I was supposed to nap the day away while watching Disney movies. ("Bottom Drawer!" she said.)
Sifting through the bottom drawer revealed nothing that caught my eye. So I widened the search. Guess what isn't in the middle drawer. More Disney movies. Guess what IS in the middle drawer...
P-O-R-N
You heard me.
I was horrified. I was embarrassed. I was confused. Magazines, videos, "toys." Each thing more confusing and unidentifiable than the last.
I don't snoop anymore. It's just not worth it.
Oh man. My poor ten-year-old little brain would probably have exploded.
ReplyDeletelet me assure you, mine did.
DeleteThat is most definitely not the way a ten year old should learn about the birds and bees. Traumatizing but you probably slept the rest of the day away. Did you tell anyone (adult)?
ReplyDeleteI did eventually work up the courage to tell my mom, but it wasn't until much, much later. We still joke about it (and nobody ever told her friend)
DeleteYikes!
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