At 14-15, when I wanted to walk around until morning, my parents were against it. I was released until 23:30, maximum 24:00. A minute later, I was punished. And here on some weekends I came later than I could and daddy as usual: "The next weekend no fun." And here’s the long-awaited Friday night, Dad is relentless, and that’s it.

I really need it, everyone is waiting. And I decided that I could go out the window of my bedroom. I prepared in advance under the window on the street foam. jumping out of the window was high and probably loud and was waiting for everyone to fall asleep. Parents check for the fortress of sleep and everything is ready. I took my shoes in my hands, went out and covered the window. And so I go through the courtyard, quietly and as quickly as possible, I am already at the finish, it is left to open the stove and... I hear the voice of the father from behind, saying, “and you are where?” he stood on the threshold all this time and watched me)) I: “Nobody, I’m coming back.”

Getting out, I will tell you, was easier.)