The best place to hide something is a place where hardly anyone
thinks about, but not so seclusive that people will be suspicious.
Also,
the place had better be somewhere people don't go often.
Take fish, for example.
Now, since I was little, I always hated fish. Nevertheless, my father and
mother still made me eat it. So, I hid my portion in a napkin and tossed it
into the trash.
Sadly, Mother noticed that I had eaten my fish at an abnormally
fast speed. So, she searched the trash can. And found the fish, wrapped neatly
in a napkin.
Needless to say, I was punished severely. I will not go into
strict detail about my punishment, but it was horrible.
Anyway, I learned the hard way that I had to find a better place
to hide my soon-to-be-disposed-of meals.
I started by putting the fish chunks under my pillow. But soon,
when Mother was cleaning the bed, the smell of rotting fish made her
suspicious. So naturally she checked under the pillow.
You probably know what is coming next. Yup, that's right, more
punishment.
It made me think before hiding something. After searching the
house, I found the perfect spot.
The study room closet, behind the fan. Since it was winter during
our feud, Mother hardly checked the closet, much less behind the fan. During
the summer months I'd hide it in a glove. When she retired to her bedroom I'd
run to the garage and toss it into the big trash cans, the ones the garbage
trucks get the garbage out of.
Lesson? The moderately obscure and moderately impossible place to
hide something is usually the best place to hide it.
So, when you've got something to hide, hide it well