I overslept one morning before school. I was a freshman in high school and me and my best friend Dave always rode to school with my older brother who was a junior and could drive. That morning, my mother comes in and tries to wake me up. My friend and brother came in my room because they were ready to leave. I didn't really want to move and just kept turning to stay in bed. My mother had to go to work to, so she pulled my covers off leaving me in my underwear, which were tighty whities. I was embarrassed to be seen in them since my brother, friend, and I all had switched to boxers, I just had a couple left that I wore to bed every now and again.

I jumped up and grabbed an undershirt while my mother rushed to get clothes out of my drawers. I wanted privacy, so I turned to my friends to ask them to wait for me outside. Just then, my mother yanks my underwear down from behind and I am exposed not only to her, but to my brother and best friend. I quickly grabbed the boxers from my moms hand and pulled them up, but the embarrassment had happened.

I wanted to kill my mother.