I Have Some Bad Childhood Memories
I grew up with strict domineering parents. This is the story about how my father ruined my one and only sleepover.
I had invited the class over for my 9th birthday. The boys could spend the night the girls could not. Remember how I said I was not allowed to watch tv unless it was educational? That rule applied to our guests as well. We could not even watch a movie without my parents approval.
I guess I was giving an attitude at some point because my father pulled me into a room to yell at me for acting like a brat and showing off in front of my friends. Disrespect would not be tolerated. I don't know what I did he wouldn't tell me. He never tells you and half the time I believed he made things up just to argue and fight.
No tv,no video games, we got forced to play in the basement as we were being too loud upstairs. My parents made us go to bed well before midnight no exceptions. Seeing as it was a sleepover we all stayed up talking and laughing. This was ruined by you guessed it my father. He came down to the basement and told all of us to go to bed firmly.
He went back up and we tried to be sneaky again. Nope here he came and this time he sat in a chair in the middle of the room like a prison guard until we all fell asleep. He was there for almost an hour just watching. How do I know? I was pretending to be asleep and I saw him.
I never threw another party.
I had invited the class over for my 9th birthday. The boys could spend the night the girls could not. Remember how I said I was not allowed to watch tv unless it was educational? That rule applied to our guests as well. We could not even watch a movie without my parents approval.
I guess I was giving an attitude at some point because my father pulled me into a room to yell at me for acting like a brat and showing off in front of my friends. Disrespect would not be tolerated. I don't know what I did he wouldn't tell me. He never tells you and half the time I believed he made things up just to argue and fight.
No tv,no video games, we got forced to play in the basement as we were being too loud upstairs. My parents made us go to bed well before midnight no exceptions. Seeing as it was a sleepover we all stayed up talking and laughing. This was ruined by you guessed it my father. He came down to the basement and told all of us to go to bed firmly.
He went back up and we tried to be sneaky again. Nope here he came and this time he sat in a chair in the middle of the room like a prison guard until we all fell asleep. He was there for almost an hour just watching. How do I know? I was pretending to be asleep and I saw him.
I never threw another party.
31-35, M
