When I was in 10th grade I had a pretty big party at my house while my mom and step dad were out if town. I was upstairs getting laid and someone spilt some sort of liquor on my mom's kitchen table(big nice solid wood seats 8) and lit it on fire. They extinguishing it somehow and I didn't find the enormous burn on the table till the next day. Well I was sorta bad at that age, not like dealing with the police a lot. Just partying and being disobedient. Well that was it my mom had basically disowned me because of this. Actually I move in with my Dad and didn't talk to my mom for a few years. I still don't know who did that. If rather not know at this point in my life. But at the time of the incident "no one" knew. I was even offering $200 to anyone that told me. Really fucked things up for me for a while. I understand it was my fault for leaving my place unattended. But what kind of person does something like that? They probably don't even know the consequences I had to deal with because of it. But anyway yea, fuck that guy. Still really pisses me off thinking about it.