When I was younger, I'd sneak out to go to my best friend's boyfriend's house, to walk around town or to meet up with guys at wawa. I've never, ever, ever had to hide my smoking. I attempt to mask the smell at times, as a courtesy for my mother, but she really doesn't care.

When I snuck out, I'd wait for her to be asleep (at the time, my mom was heavy into sleeping pills so either she'd be knocked out for hours in a deep sleep, OR she'd be so loopy off the pills she wouldn't realize what was going on) and walk out my back door, carrying my shoes lol. My shoes are always the loudest.

I got caught a few times but I'd just say me and my best friend were out for a walk and we'd be home soon. She'd freak out and maybe cry (sleeping pills made her crazy) and I'd hug her and tell her it's fine and we'd go to my room only for her to go to sleep again and for us to leave. Haha.