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Obviously majority of us hide that we are virgins or hide how frustrating our lives make us to the public but I want to talk about physical objects. This topic came up because I was hanging out with my Uncle for a short while over the weekend. He lives in apartments. He has trust issues (don't we all) and I found something in particular quite funny. He, for some reason, hides a key to his apartment on the roof. It's not exactly on the roof per se but it's stashed somewhere where you basically have to go on top of or near the roof to find the key. I've seen this done in movies or heard about it being done but never actually knew someone that literally stashes a key to their place nearby. I asked my Mom about this and she said growing up that her parents used to do something similar. They would stash their key like in a hidden place nearby the mailbox.
I got to thinking about my life. I don't stash or hide anything currently but before I used to hide a USB
feelsLSD in my apartments behind a drawer. I broke the drawer on accident (was trying to move it. im weak. dropped it) and a piece of it came off. We were too poor to replace it entirely so had it taped back on. It just so happens that the piece that broke off made for a good hiding place to stick something in if need be. Something tiny obviously. It was backed into the wall so from the front you couldn't see anything. Whenever I needed to grab the USB I would have to slightly move the drawer and wiggle the broken off piece to get to my item. You would never know it was there because it wasn't obvious from the front and if anybody saw the broken drawer I don't think anybody would know to go look at a broken piece held up by tape.
Other things I used to hide as a kid but I never truly tried to keep them super secret for their hiding spot:
-Piss bottles. Used to stash piss bottles in my backpack then on the way to school I would dump them out. If I couldn't dump them out I'd go to the school bathroom in a stall and dump them there. There was a beautiful hedge of hedges on my way to school. Two of them completely died out and left a patch because I would dump my piss in them but the rest looked beautiful
-My journal. I literally had a diary as a kid. I remember seeing it (Clarissa Explains it All maybe?) on a tv show and thought it was cool. Thought I'd grow up to be somebody and maybe my diary would be interesting for some people to read. Hid it in between my mattresses. Shitty hiding spot. My Aunt found out (we are same age) and read it and read it to the whole family. I cried like a faggot.
-Money. Used to hide money for some fucking reason. I have no clue why. I remember thinking people were going to rob me constantly and I needed to hide my money. Would store my money in food containers. Like a box of cereal or something. Figured if somebody would rob me they would see I have no money and would never check old food containers where I'd secretly keep it. Looking back that was dumb AF.
-Jewelry. I don't own and never wore jewelry but I used to live in a fairly large neighborhood/complex as a kid. I would go around and "Treasure Hunt" and dig up stuff. Would find various items and anything of interest I'd give to my parents. Sometimes I'd find rings or necklaces/bracelets and I would hide those. Hid them near a tree in a small ugly bag. I forgot the reason but one day I was excited because I found something that looked nice (or so I thought) and couldn't keep my mouth shut. My parents asked me to show them what I found and I showed them all the jewelry. My parents told me it was all junk and I got so sad. They gave me $10 in exchange for all my junk and I never Treasure Hunted again because it was all junk.
I got to thinking about my life. I don't stash or hide anything currently but before I used to hide a USB
feelsLSD in my apartments behind a drawer. I broke the drawer on accident (was trying to move it. im weak. dropped it) and a piece of it came off. We were too poor to replace it entirely so had it taped back on. It just so happens that the piece that broke off made for a good hiding place to stick something in if need be. Something tiny obviously. It was backed into the wall so from the front you couldn't see anything. Whenever I needed to grab the USB I would have to slightly move the drawer and wiggle the broken off piece to get to my item. You would never know it was there because it wasn't obvious from the front and if anybody saw the broken drawer I don't think anybody would know to go look at a broken piece held up by tape.Other things I used to hide as a kid but I never truly tried to keep them super secret for their hiding spot:
-Piss bottles. Used to stash piss bottles in my backpack then on the way to school I would dump them out. If I couldn't dump them out I'd go to the school bathroom in a stall and dump them there. There was a beautiful hedge of hedges on my way to school. Two of them completely died out and left a patch because I would dump my piss in them but the rest looked beautiful
-My journal. I literally had a diary as a kid. I remember seeing it (Clarissa Explains it All maybe?) on a tv show and thought it was cool. Thought I'd grow up to be somebody and maybe my diary would be interesting for some people to read. Hid it in between my mattresses. Shitty hiding spot. My Aunt found out (we are same age) and read it and read it to the whole family. I cried like a faggot.
-Money. Used to hide money for some fucking reason. I have no clue why. I remember thinking people were going to rob me constantly and I needed to hide my money. Would store my money in food containers. Like a box of cereal or something. Figured if somebody would rob me they would see I have no money and would never check old food containers where I'd secretly keep it. Looking back that was dumb AF.
-Jewelry. I don't own and never wore jewelry but I used to live in a fairly large neighborhood/complex as a kid. I would go around and "Treasure Hunt" and dig up stuff. Would find various items and anything of interest I'd give to my parents. Sometimes I'd find rings or necklaces/bracelets and I would hide those. Hid them near a tree in a small ugly bag. I forgot the reason but one day I was excited because I found something that looked nice (or so I thought) and couldn't keep my mouth shut. My parents asked me to show them what I found and I showed them all the jewelry. My parents told me it was all junk and I got so sad. They gave me $10 in exchange for all my junk and I never Treasure Hunted again because it was all junk.
