A recent BuzzFeed video...
One of my closest childhood friends used to be my "babysitter". Kristen is four years older than I am so my parents would ask her to stay with me when they'd go out for the evening. As I got older and no longer needed a babysitter, we still rode horses together and spent a lot of time with each other, forming a sisterly bond. Once I was in high school, my parents would agree to let me stay home mostly on my own when they'd travel as long as Kristen would stay at the house too. She was in college then and officially an adult, so she could be trusted. On one such occasion we took full advantage of Kristen's adult status. My parents left town on a Thursday. Kristen and I had spent the afternoon after school at the barn, with another horsey friend Robyn. The three of us then went out to dinner and came back to my house to watch movies and laughed and laughed. When it was time for Robyn to go home, reality set in that it was still a school night, and she and I had to get up early the next morning. Kristen, being in college, didn't have classes on Friday. So we talked her into using her guardianship to get us out of school the next day. Robyn showed up at my house the next morning and Kristen called the school as our mothers, telling them we were sick. We spent the day lounging about the pool and enjoying a day off. It went off without a hitch, with the exception of the severe sunburn I incurred having spent the entire afternoon at the pool slathered in baby oil. My parents never found out, and I figured the sunburn was my punishment - I couldn't ride my horse for almost a week.
Kristen and I have remained dear friends. During one of my mom's visits to the mainland, she and I met Kristen for drinks. After catching up with current events, we enjoyed reminiscing about old times. Since most of our time together as kids revolved around horses, those stories led into this particular one. Kristen and I laughed through it as my mom heard it for the first time. With a furrowed brow all she could respond at first was with a few "Oh"s. Then came a few, "I can't believe you both did that." She wasn't laughing with us or at us or at all. "Well," she said seriously, "I don't think it's all that funny."
I was a pretty good kid. The horses kept me mostly out of trouble, but there are few stories in my book, and this one was pretty tame in comparison. Mum's the word on any more secrets though, at least around my mom.