Reflection Wall: Honesty

When I was in eleventh grade, I studied in a school full of rich kids where there were a few humble kids like me. I loved their houses and their parties. They were very popular in the school. Me and my friends always felt bad because the next day people were talking about the party and we felt like we couldn’t participate on the conversation because we didn’t go. One of the reason I couldn’t go was because of my overprotective mother which didn’t let me go to any of the parties. But one night I decided to go with my friends at any cost to one of the parties. In this night Lucas, one of the rich kids, was going to have a birthday party in his house and everybody that wanted to go, could go. So obviously it was going to be a great party because that meant that all the school, not only the popular kids, where going. To get to the party, me and my friends had a plan. My friend Peter, recently got his driver license. He was the one who was going to drive us there. The other one, Mark, was going to put the money for the gas. And I was in charge of giving the direction to Lucas’s house. For this plan to work, all three of us had to tell our parents that we were going to the movies so that they could give us permission. Recklessly we did it and got the permissions. All was going according to plan, Peter picked us up, Mark put the gas money and I was directing them to the party house. When we got to the house, we were very amazed. There were a lot of the people in the house. There were so many, that some of them had to hang out outside. When we were in front of the house, we were very excited because finally we were going to be part of an awesome party and we could talk about it the next day. Also, we were going to find out what made this parties that the rich kids threw, so cool. We entered the house and it was like a whole new world. There was music, dancing, alcohol and munchies. Unexpectedly, I received a call from my mother asking where we were and if I was ok. I told her that the movie was going to start and that everything was going fine. This was the second time I lied to her. This made me feel a little bit of remorse for what I was doing but I decided to ignore it because I knew that nothing was going to go wrong. After I attended that call, my friends disappeared. I couldn’t find them. So, I got very nervous and started looking around to see if I saw someone recognizable, but I didn’t. Finally, my friends showed up, but they came to me very strange. They were a little bit drunk. They wanted to seize so badly the moment of the party that they forgot that we had to go back to our houses soon. When It was time to go I, preoccupied, gave my friends a lot of water and food so that we were safer on our way back home. But when we were on our way, it seemed like it wasn’t enough. We were zig zagging a lot and scratched the car a little. I was very scared because nothing was going my way that night and my remorse just kept growing. When I, miraculously, got to my house, I had to choose between telling my mom the truth of what happened or telling her how good was the movie I just “saw”. I chose to tell her the truth. This act made me very sad because my mother was disappointed because I lied to her. However, she pardoned me because I took the courage to tell the truth after regretting my actions and recognizing that they were wrong. I didn’t expect that. After this night, I choose to tell the truth to my mom every time when I’m going out with my friends.