when i was seventeen years old in school

a while ago, my friend invited me to the river safari as her father had secured some free tickets. initially, my mother agreed to let me go, but the night before the trip, she told us she had a nagging feeling that we shouldn't go, so she told us not to go at all costs. she also said she didn't feel safe leaving us with a man. she told me to lie about why i couldn't make it so that it wouldn't ruin our family image, as she said. i listened because i didn't want to have to turn this into something big - i simply don't have the energy for this. i told my friend i couldn't make it, and she was extremely upset. so were her family members. when i got to school hours later, she ignored me and only talked to the other classmates. i assumed she wanted some time alone, so i let her. a while later, she asked me to meet her for dinner so we could discuss the matter. when we met and she expressed her frustration towards my supposed last minute change, i told her the truth. about how my mother felt a very nagging feeling of unease and all. i didn't want to face all the backlash from her and her family for something i didn't even do, so i told her everything. she got angrier, but after a bit of explanation, she understood my perspective. when i went home and told my mother what i had actually told my friend, she was, as expected, furious.