False Memory

Kaitlin Demma

Ms. Pugs

September 19, 2009

C Block

 

False Memory: Sneaking into my Grandma’s Car

 

Way back when I was five, I did some naughty actions but never was anything as clever as this.  “NAN!!!! Can I please sleep at your house tonight, pretty please with a cherry on top,” I shouted. 

“No, sweetie, it’s a school night and I have a doctors appointment tomorrow morning,” nanic said sorrowful, my grandma rarely said no and usually she would give in after she said no.  But today was different, she said no and she meant it. I suckered her into playing with my sister and I for another two hours.  Then I asked again.

“Nanic why can’t I sleep at your house tonight and you could simply drive me to school and then go to the doctors?”  I questioned naively.

“Honey I would LOVE to do that but, I already said no and your parents said no, so we must respect their decision.”  She said unhappily.  I could tell that she really wanted me to but she had to listen to my parents, even though she was my grandma and she gave me whatever I asked for.  When she was saying goodbye to my parents and sister, I decided to pack my sleepover suitcase, my blue Cinderella one to be exact, and I even put my schoolwork in it for the next day.  I was very confused to why she said no, so I, the naughty five year old that I was snuck into the back seat of her black Mercedes Convertible and burrowed myself in-between the seats.  She must have been saying goodbye to my mom, dad, and sister for a good 45 minutes and I had a short attention span. Suddenly I heard my front door slam shut and she got into the drivers seat, slowly turned the key, and the engine started to roar.  At that moment I knew I was in for severe punishment, but I thought to myself, she’s my grandma, she would not be angry with me.  She drove out of my driveway singing joyfully, she drove all the way to Atherton Avenue, and right there at the stop sign at the intersection I jumped out and said, “SURPRISE NANIC!”

She screamed, “Holy Shit,” and at that moment I knew I was in trouble. She had steam rolling out of her ears and eyes.  She said “Merde” which is shit in French.  I started laughing and so did she I scared her to death.  She truly was not mad, to tell you the truth she thought it was hilarious.  We pulled on to Atherton Avenue and went to her house for a quick second.  I was not allowed to whine when it was time to leave.  She dropped something off and we were back on the road, except I was not hiding anymore, I had to wear a seatbelt.  The only difference on the ride home was that we were both in the front singing along to the radio and it was not just her.  She asked me, “How did you stay so quiet and why wasn’t Mel (my sister) in on this?” 

“Well it was very hard but I was playing with Freda, my bear,” and “Mel did not come because she would have started to laugh the second that you turned out of the gates,” I said giggling.  We laughed the whole way home and I did not even think about what my parents were going to say until we pulled back into the gates.  At that moment I knew I would be in a boatload of trouble and I wanted to curl into a ball again and stay in the back of her car, but she walked me into the house where my parents looked at me like I was dead meat…

I had no way of getting out of this one.  “Kaitlin May Demma, do you understand what NO means? Obviously not” my parents said with a straight face.  The minute after Nanic started laughing, the whole room burst out into laughter; at that point I knew it was a memory that would last for a lifetime.