Today my mom started asking questions about the reappearing bandaid on my arm. She was asking things like I thought your scrape was better already, is it infected? I just told her it was fine and the reason why the bandaid was there was because I was picking at it. I tried to change the subject but she didn't believe me and told me to take it off. The moment I took off the bandaid she knew I was lying. My small scrape turned into a deep cut on my arm. After a few seconds she knew what happened and demanded to know what and where my tools are. I started panicking and only told her where two of them were. I'm so worried who she will tell, I don't want her to tell my dad, and I really don't want my sister to know either. I feel so ashamed, I wish I could take it all back.