Dating back to the time I encountered one of my crucibles, my integrity was in danger. It was the day of my friend's 17th birthday. He held a party at his house, and invited a couple of his close friends including me over for a pleasant night. We were chatting and some of us had drinks, including me. My mother had told me that she was going to be out for the whole night and had mentioned to be back home before 11. I did not reveal to her about the party. Unexpectedly, when I came home, my mother had not left for her destination, due to some car problems. I was a little somber, which concealed it from giving away that I was drinking.
My mother was quick to notice my sad appearance. She then started asking questions as though I were being questioned in court. She asked questions pertaining to my whereabouts and actions of that night.
I was not sure whether to give her the real information or to forge it. My honesty was put to its test. I could have told her the truth. On the other end, my alternative was to tell her that I was just a little tired from all the studying I had done over my friends house, thus my eyes were little red. This was the first thing that came to my head.
With the idea of this lie in mind, I finally did go on to tell her the truth. I was a little hesitant at first, but once I made the decision there would be no regrets. I would not have to hold it in and feel guilty lying to my mother. It felt as though I had a weight lifted off my back. As the words were...