A surreptitious event

Several years ago in middle school, i was practicing my swing with my new baseball bat. I was a little too close to the wall, and happened to make a dent in it. This was bad. So i quickly redecorated my room and put my dresser in front of it. It is still there. At first i was very scared that my parents would find out, and i would get nervous whenever my parents entered the room. After the first week of worrying my fear of being caught died down until it was nothing. However, as i aged, i realized that the dent was easily fixed so i completely stopped to worry.