This happened around 5 years back. My dad was going out of town for a week from his workplace, so my family decided to tag along to make a mini vacation out of it. But i didn’t want to go because i had already bought tickets with my friends for a big football match which was happening that week. So i told my parents about it but they were reluctant to let me stay alone for a week, though after a long convincing session they finally agreed.
As per the plan, they left early morning while i was still sleeping. And they reached their destination in about 5 hours and yes, i was still asleep. I woke up when my mom called me to tell me something that killed my sleep in cold blood, they had accidentally taken all the three keys of the main door with them. Now i was a prisoner in my own home for week.
My flat was on the first floor (which was higher than usual first floors)so windows weren’t really an option unless i wanted to break some of my bones. I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that i will miss the match if i don’t come up with something. I tried everything i could, from shaking the door vigorously hoping for it to magically open, to try and lockpick it but all in in vain. Now i was hungry, my parents left me money for food but i could not go out to buy it, so i called a friend and told him about the situation, after laughing his ass off he agreed to buy me food. I lowered a basket suspended by a rope. He took the cash and bought me food.
After my friends came to know about me, they all gathered below my home and started giving me (bad) ideas to get me down. I was so desperate to go for the match that at one point i thought climbing down the rope would work but thankfully i realized soon enough that i wasn’t in a movie. So out of my final act of desperation, i made a frustrated call to my mom asking her if i can try and break the lock. Her answer was negative, to be more specific, her exact words were “if you break the lock, i will come home and break you”.
Now i had no other choice but to complete the rest of my prison sentence. I watched movies and played videogames to kill time, but mostly, i slept. I also learned to make a kind of a sweet through internet, which was productive. And yea, i watched the match…on TV.
The week was finally over and my family was back to enjoy my pitiful story, which they still enjoy by the way.