It wasn't. But now it became such joke, I suppose.
but maybe this will catch on lol
Not quite like that, I did let my parents know, but not the details. As a super naive kid, me and my best friend stayed overnight at her uncle's apartment.
Here's the thing.
1)Her mom told my mom we would stay in a place and we didn't because??????
2)It was half the city over, and during a vacation
3)My friend and the mom didn't actually know the uncle very well, meaning we slept in a stranger's house.
This is the story of how I lost contact with my best friend forever as of 10 years. 
Wasn't my fault really, and we did try to reach out once my mom was sure I wouldn't do that again and they had moved already, but it still sucks.
I don’t like humans enough to hang out with them without at least knowing their name. I don’t hang out NPCs I hang out with rouges!
If I feel like I could be murderer it’s cause I already >know< they have A gun collection 
I slept at a lot of strangers houses because I was homeless for a couple years as a teen. And I didn’t tell my family about it because if I could I probably wouldn’t have been homeless 🤡
Na man, I'm too paranoid to do anything like that haha. I literally walk to my car from the grocery store carrying my keys like wolverine claws ready to stab somebody. I have metal baseball bats by my door in my home lmao. And I am an excellent dog trainer with an affinity for pitbulls and dobermans, any man who tries to mess with me isn't going to catch me by surprise. Also, edit, I'd like to point out that I usually travel with a dog everywhere, so I'm not really alone in the first place I guess? People literally go to the other side of the street when they see me walking with my dogs lmao
Yes.
For some reason, in society, I always consider myself the biggest threat. It's weird, because I'm neither violent or armed, and even if I'm not small, I'm not either a muscular giant.
Sometimes, I worry retrospectively about my lack of preservation instinct/overconfidence, though. A few years ago, I send packing pretty unceremoniously a couple hunters who came trying to intimidate me into letting them hunt on my land, by getting a whole arsenal out of their trucks and telling me own easy it is to kill with them, looking straight in my eyes etc. Afterwards I thought that was not my smartest move ever (although the fact nothing ever happened reinforces my feeling that such interactions are just about who bluff the best). Still will try to be more careful.
Or maybe you are secretly all kinds of badass XD
Hunters: "you know, we have a whole arsenal of weapons, we could easilly kill you"
You: "you can try......if you do, please make sure to make peace with your god and your loved ones.......dont want that weight in my conscience"
Haha!
Nah, I never imagined fighting with them. They had several guns and I only had a sledgehammer 
Just thought there was no way they would actually harm me (also they did not sound drunk. I'm not doing that with drunk, armed people. Not that crazy).
Keys are not a good weapon. I'd even say, they're very bad weapon. If you'll try to stub someone with them, you'll hurt your own hand.
I personally carry pepper spray with me. Of course, after training with one spray for test.
Better weapon than my tiny ass fists lmao. Just used it as an example to showcase my weird paranoia, that even when I don't have mace I'm doing that. But then again really depends on how you hold the keys, lots of people do it wrong and it would be completely ineffective to try to jab a weak point with them
When I met my internet friend for the first time, I flew to theirs, but we stayed in their friend's house, who's a guy. I'd only exchanged a few words with him before we met and he was a bit older than me (I was 16 or 17 and he was like 22 or 23 I think)
My internet friend was as great as I expected and their friend was really awesome and kind! We had a fun time at the local comic con and we ate loads of junk food. I think that was one of my favourite trips of my life.
Well, some random guy tried going into MY home once
I think he asked for drugs and I was really stupid dum since I was 14 and when he asked if anyone else was home I wa like "nahh" but then my survival instincts kicked in and said my brother was sleeping lol
The person was high off his ass so he was like "really? He a big guy?" (Yes he actually asked this) and I had no idea how to respond so I was like "ye.....ah?" And he just left
There was this one time where I was walking my sisters home (of which i have 5 of and I was walking 2 of them) and this guy pulled up in his car. I started getting suspicious and I told my sisters to run on ahead but not to far. (The whole walk this van kept at the same pace as us until I told them that.)
So they ran ahead not knowing anything was wrong and the van started picking up speed. But what the van didn't know is that I snapped a photo of the driver and the whole car. So the van went on ahead of them and stopped a little bit ahead of the girls. So I was like "Um no." and then the driver got out of the car and started walking behind them. He got out a piece of cloth and I ran as quietly as I could but at the same time as fast as I could. As I was approaching him he put the cloth over my sisters mouth and she fell to the ground after about 2 seconds. Just as she hit the ground I got a random branch (Witch was pretty sturdy.) and I hit him as hard as I could in the back of the head. I was pretty weak back then but I was agile. He didn't pass out like I hoped but he did turn around to see me kick him in the face and I did this (and I'm quoting my sister right here) "the coolest flip ever" onto his shoulders and wrapped around his neck like an anaconda. He started to claw at me like a mouse trying to escape a cat. Except the role where reversed. And I held on as tight as I could. He hit the ground and I told my sister to run. It was like my sister was the hulk because she picked up my 100 lbs sister (The 100 lbs one was 10 and the one that picked her up was 7) and she ran like her life depended on it (witch it kinda did) and was out of sight. A HUGE rush of adrenaline went through me and I held on for my life. He got in between where my body was and where his neck was and pried me off of him. After he did that he fell to the ground gasping for air. (This man looked like he was 20-25 mind you know and I was like 13) I punched him as hard as I could in his face and I heard a crack. Not my fist. His nose. And then he fell to the ground out cold. I called the police and he was arrested. It didn't make the news tho which is kinda sad but it's whatever.
And that's the story of how I saved my sister's lives.
Mebbe @vothnthorvaldson have resting murder face.
