1st Unsupervised
I was 14, my parents were going away for the weekend and leaving me for the first time by myself..... this fact unbeknowst to me, became common knowledge at school through one of my mates.

Cut to Saturday evening - Friday had come and gone without incident, it was 7pm and I heard the gravel path crunching with car tyres, then another, then another, then another - I looked out and there was a procession of cars dropping people and driving off. OH FUCK!

The doorbell rang - I walked up the hallway to see a group of blurred faces through the glass - I opened the door and was greeted by the scream of "VODKA FRENZY!" by the crowd of heads from the 4th and 5th years at my school. I had a carrier bag of booze thrust at me, pushing me out of the way and the throng ran with the sound of clinking glass and cans into my parents house leaving me running around after them all night trying to limit the damage.

The first hour saw the worst of it:

Nearly all of the living room furniture had been carried out of the patio doors and arranged on the patio, apart from the tv which was playing hardcore porn to the repeated chorus of "that's not real!" from the young viewers. The fish tank had an emptied 2L bottle of lemonade floating in it and the fish were swimming wierdly.

Beer was dripping off the living room ceiling and down the newly decorated walls of the dining room - my stereo suddenly made a clattering appearance into the lounge with a trail of wires and cds behind it, the microwave was humming, accompanied by the drunken howls of teenagers shotgunning cans of Hoffmeister and laughing at the seeping blob of marshmellow erupting from the microwave vents and door seals....

I lost track of most of the things that happened after the first hour, as it dawned on me that I was pretty fucked as far as my parents trust was concerned and decided to join the horde and revel in the glory of my newly found coolness - I broke open my parents extensive stash of spirits and shortly after the vomitting started.....

I woke up the following afternoon, the dog had gone missing. The house was freezing as most of the doors had been left open all night - the place stank of beer, puke, burnt food and fags - nearly everyone else had fucked off at some point and it left only 4 of us to try and do a cleanup.

I would have got away with it as well if it wasn't for those pesky kids..... filling and fucking the microwave with marshmellows and getting the porn stuck in the VCR....
(Catchag "You know!....For Kids!", Thu 13 Apr 2006, 12:43, Reply)