A daughter's night..
"Mum, can I stay at S's house tonight please?"
"Who is S? I don't think I've ever heard of her before.."
"Oh yeah, she lives over the other side of the park, we've been friends for a week or so."
"Umm, no love, sorry. I'd need to speak to the parents and stuff, not tonight, maybe another time."
"That's just not fair. You never let me do anything."
*hangs up phone*
Daughter then thinks, "Ah, sod it. I'll go anyway.. what harm will it do." And doesn't inform her parents of this plan. Daughter plays on friends Wii, has pizza and chips for dinner. Tell friend's parents that it is perfectly acceptable if she spends the night. Stays up till 2am giggling, joking and having fun. Daughter allows mobile phone to run out of battery and remains completely uncontactable. All night and until 1pm the next afternoon.
A mother's night...
8pm and no child home. She should have been home by 6.30. Where the bloody hell is she?? Ring mobile phone for the 50th time, "Welcome to Orange Ansaphone..." nothing. 9pm.. no child. Father starts walking through the park calling for her. Nothing. 10pm, no child. Father starts driving around the town fruitlessly looking. Nothing. Mother starts to panic. Finds old mobile and starts calling friends. No one has seen her, no one knows where she is. 11pm.. call police. Police start looking, but have no idea where she could be. Mother now screaming inside and watching out the window, but nothing. Father still driving round town.
1am, no child. Nothing. Father still driving, checking people leaving nightclubs, walking through the park and checking ditches. Mother hopes that child is just being a selfish teenager and that she has decided to stay with the nameless friend.
3am, Mother wakes from 30 mins sleep... no child. Starts cleaning and ironing in the hope of finding something to do.
8am, police call announcing they will do a check of friend's mobile number (located on old phone, but switched off when rung) and see if they can locate address.
9am, Police ask for photo of child to circulate round all stations and police officers. Mother breaks down in tears whilst trying to find a nice one and trying not to wonder if it is the last photo.
1pm, child brought home by police.
A daughter's night..
"Mum, can I stay at S's house tonight please?"
"Who is S? I don't think I've ever heard of her before.."
"Oh yeah, she lives over the other side of the park, we've been friends for a week or so."
"Umm, no love, sorry. I'd need to speak to the parents and stuff, not tonight, maybe another time."
"That's just not fair. You never let me do anything."
*hangs up phone*
Daughter then thinks, "Ah, sod it. I'll go anyway.. what harm will it do." And doesn't inform her parents of this plan. Daughter plays on friends Wii, has pizza and chips for dinner. Tell friend's parents that it is perfectly acceptable if she spends the night. Stays up till 2am giggling, joking and having fun. Daughter allows mobile phone to run out of battery and remains completely uncontactable. All night and until 1pm the next afternoon.
She's 13 years old. And so sodding sure of herself, and so selfish. It simply didn't occur to her that we would worry. Not one single thought to let us know where she was. She didn't think.
Of course, there were some comedy moments - who knew that touch screen mobiles were so sodding difficult to work? It took me an hour to work out how to find the contacts screen. I never did figure out how to add a space inbetween words on the text messages. (That wouldn't send cos the phone was broken, grrr)
Couldn't log into her computer as it is password protected. The password hint was "So we go
Up up - do the jump" which google informs me is something to do with LazyTown Live. I tried every single LazyTown permutation, nothing.
So, upshot.. didn't sleep all night (she did) didn't eat (she did) smoked an awful lot (she better not have done) but she is home, alive (for now) and well (again, for now)
And I have had an unpaid cleaner today. Who has washed up, put everything away, cleaned her room, done half the ironing, watered the garden, washed the floors and hoovered upstairs. I have played Mafia Wars on facebook to remove some of my aggression.
K x
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2 comments:
Oh my god Katie, how awful for you!
I can't imagine what a horrendous night you had hun, if it was jordan he would be grounded for life and would not be allowed to go to the loo without telling me first!
I hope G has learned her lesson over this, although from what I've read in the past, probably not. *sigh* KIDS!
Whoa boy Katie. I can tell you what would have happened in this house had that occured.
What an ordeal. I can't imagine the anguish you experienced that night.
A little tip. In our house. Computers, email, facebook, phones if passworded must be given to parents. (and I check the passwords regularly to ensure they work). We have told them uncategorically that they may have zero expectation of privacy until the day they move out. (I actually don't look at 99% of their emails but the threat keeps them in line). I have told them I have have spyware on their computer that monitors everything and everywhere they go online (and it does but again, I barely look at it unless some porn thing pops up in an email notification to me).
It may sound strict and draconian but with the technologies today you can never be too careful. I can't begin to tell some of the horrors we know of.
Re your daughter. I would be absolutely livid but also relieved, and then livid again. That kind of behavior would not have a repeat in this house. (and I'm considered the "cool" mom of the neighbourhood...LOL)
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