Let me just say this and let who ever reads this decides what's going on: Well, it all happen, not that long ago, I wanted to tell my mom something. I don't remember what it was what I wanted to say. The bedroom door was open and being a loving family there was no problem walking in my parents room with embarrassment. It came natural. Like my mom or dad could walk in my room, I wouldn't be hiding anything from them. But this one night, I had wished her door was locked so that I wouldn't see this. Although, it was not clear at what she was doing. Before I saw her I heard a snorted noice and then when she heard me I saw that she quickly moved away from her night stand. I pretend that I didn't notice any thing. That was the first time. Next, I poked out of my room to tell my mom something and she seemed bussy doing something, to busy to look up. What was she doing? I began to worry. Then yesterday, I came out of my room to lower the heater, it was getting to hot in my room. I see her and if I had waited a little longer to get out I would of cought in the act. But in a way it was good timming, I don't want to see her doing what ever she's doing. I'm in denial. She was standing next to the radio stand fixing something and when she heard me, she quickly stoped at what she was fixing up for herself. Then she was like all nice and also seemed alittle shook and embarrassed. But I try not to look at her and continued lowering the heater and went to my room.