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Alright, I am a fourteen year-old girl and growing up my parents have been all about respect, privileges and responsibility. They base my life around these things. When I was younger, I thought that all of the things they did seemed to be appropriate and fair. I used to have myself in bed by seven o'clock as a ten year old, they had me trained so well! Now, my bedtime is nine-thirty. (Ten on weekends) If I am in bed (quite literally) ONE MINUTE later, I will have close to all of my privileges taken away. Same happens if I am home any later then my 6:00 curfew. I get home at 4:00, so this gives me little time to hang out with my "approved" friends. I cannot wear anything that shows cleavage, or skin above my knee in public, unless i'm in my mother-approved one-peice swim-wear. No cussing allowed, or anything close. "It's much too disrespectful!" I get slapped across the face if I use "Oh my god" or "screwed" or "jesus" or anything close to that. I'm not even religious! My mother had me at sixteen, so I guess that's why she doesn't allow me to have a boyfriend, or any friends of the male gender. They used to do drugs and my mother is a recovering alcoholic. They both smoke. They are the biggest hippocrites when It comes to anything sexual, drug-related, or anything like that. If I get anything lower then an A- on a report card, I get grounded. I still get scolded for A-'s. At one point I jokingly (well, there is some truth behind it) told my mother I wanted to become a cosmotologist when I got older. She cried, and told me that I would be ruining my life and that I would never make enough money. (I don't care about the money! I just want to be happy!) They have trackers set to my computer so that they can monotor anything I type, including this at this very moment. Opps(: My cell phone must be on the entertainment center by nine, so that they can check my undeleted text messages. My internet is atomatically set to be disconnected by nine also. They must approve of my music, and they go through my camera weekly. My room gets searched every month or so, so that they are sure I am hiding nothing. She freaked out when she found my thong stash!
Strict parents wonder why we rebel. It's the over-protected ones that end up in bad situations, because their parents don't let them get exposed enough, and the kids jump right in. I'm a first-hand example! I am a victim of rape. I have had pregnancy scares. I have pornography on the internet. I've stolen many things. I've done drugs, and am on my way to becoming an alcoholic, just like my mother. I get into fights, listen to "inaproriate" music, have too many older friends, even ones that are felons. I love strip poker. I've ran away from home, and even had the cops called on me. I've tried to commit suicide even, to get away from them! 90% of these thing happened AFTER they got so over-bearingly strict. For the most part, I think I just want to be an average teenager. Yeah, I've screwed up a few times, but I'm still alive, arn't I?
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