Anyways, so yesterday my dad said he was going out of town and would be staying over night. Heres the bad part, i had to watch over my little sister which i do all the time, so she was just watching tv and what not. I take very good care of her, made sure she was fed, and etc. Anyways, so i thought since id be home alone why not take the opportunity to blaze with some friends. It was like 8 so i called up so friends, and we started burning the kush in my garage. Their was about 5 guys and i, burning from a pipe and some joints. Anyyways, its like 9ish and next thing you know my friends like yo, some car just pulled up in the drive way. I go inside to see its my dad and IM LIKE OMG WTF IM DEAD. i tell the guys to dip from the backyard, so they hop the fence but 3 of them just take the gate like dumbasses, and my dad sees them. He questions them and they go. He comes inside, smells the garage looks at my eyes, smells me... and thats when it all goes wrong.
He was very very upset, like beyond upset especially thinking of it like this. I'm from Bangladesh, 18 year old girl, it is socially unacceptable for females in our culture to do exactly what im doing. My dad didnt grow up in Canada, and so he has this mentality different then parents of this western culture. Anyways, so he rages and goes straight for me, as in he pulls my hair throws me to the ground and says do you have no shame. He of course was very upset and usually subdues to physical anger. He questioned me on how i payed for these drugs, several times calling me a drug addict, and insisting i have no shame. He then went to the living room and was about to smash my laptop but my little sister screamed and pleaded for him to stop. She then hid the laptop in her room. He then proceeded to break a glass and then beat me some more. ( he doesnt beat mee all the time, only if i really fuck up) Anyways, so im mother fucking stoned, in quite a bit of pain, and hes just yelling his ass of telling me im a peice of shit and what not. So he goes outside to find those kids, and i was like shit i need to hide or else thigns good get worse. I hide in my sisters room under the bed. He goes looking for me all over the house and its an hour before he finds me. He then pulls me by the hair and says starts sayign i need to get out of the house, tonight. He cools off a little and tells me to instead clean my entire room right now because it looks like the room of a drug addict.
My little sister this whole time at this point is screaming and crying and all the violence she just saw, and is sitting in my room pleading for my dad to stop hitting me. He comes into my rooms and breaks my mirror and tells me to clean it up as well as my whole room. He then takes a hanger and hits me a little bit more, and then starts hitting the fan in my room. My little sister was going to call 911, as she said ' im going to call 911' my dad takes the phone, steps on it and smashes it saying dont ever say your going to call 911 or this is what will happen. So i continue to clean my room, and he is asking for my cellphone. I told him i didnt have it when i really did, because i knew if i gave it to him he would smash it to pieces. I went to bed, and my mom came home. Shes aware i blaze and isn't upset about it and says shell try to deal with the mess and to just give my dad time to cool off. She says im dumb for doing it in the house, and i agreed. So anyways today my dad cancelled my cellphone, cancelled my gym membership and refuses to pay for anything of mine anymore. I'm an A student, 90's in all my classes which are the sciences and maths and ive been accepted to university and suppose to be going in the fall. He refuses to pay for my university anymore and is contemplating not sending me because he believes im a drug addict.
I feel pretty miserable because i feel all of this is well deserved, especially the fact im burning in the house while my little sister was around whom is 9. Im grounded until furthur notice (months and months) and confined within my room. I am not allowed to come downstairs when my dad is around so.... yeah.
All in all, what can i do guys, ive worked so hard to build up the trust i broke with my parents from the previous time i got caught. My dad just doesn't understand that weed i'snt effecting my life negatively at all and that at the end of the day i won't stop. The only thing i can do is be more cautious and never blaze in my house again but like im literally miserable. Its me senior year and now i wont be able to enjoy it anymore especially with what has happened. If i apologize itll be dumb because its my 3rd time getting caught... so wtf can i do ..
Edited by suner52, 19 May 2012 - 05:00 AM.