Weirdest Childhood Experience

[Beautiful Tragedy]

Mine would be the fact that i used to have deja vu ALOT. Like once or twice a month for years. It always confused me, and made me think i was dreaming.. i didn't know what it was til i asked someone.

If having deja vu once or twice a month is considered strange then there is something terrible wrong with me...

OT: Its a toss up between getting caught preparing a "practical joke" by a teacher, who then offered to let it slip if we tape it and show him the result, or when we met a guy with sever tourettes (Spelling?) syndrome (im trying to not be insensitive, but that was pretty weird)

And then there is that one time with the power plant, but we don't speak about that anymore


captha: diced onion.... brings back memories

It's funny, there would be times it would be a lot more, and as i grew up and got really into my spirituality, it stopped happening as much, still does.. but it's rare.

For as long as i remember i've been having deja vu 3-4 times per week. It does not bother me, it's just kinda a revelation so to say that this isn't "normal"

My wife always says "It means you're on the right path (in life)." I like that

 

[unindexedsearchengine]

Mine would be the fact that i used to have deja vu ALOT. Like once or twice a month for years. It always confused me, and made me think i was dreaming.. i didn't know what it was til i asked someone.

If having deja vu once or twice a month is considered strange then there is something terrible wrong with me...

OT: Its a toss up between getting caught preparing a "practical joke" by a teacher, who then offered to let it slip if we tape it and show him the result, or when we met a guy with sever tourettes (Spelling?) syndrome (im trying to not be insensitive, but that was pretty weird)

And then there is that one time with the power plant, but we don't speak about that anymore


captha: diced onion.... brings back memories

Now we HAVE to know about the powerplant one!

Short version, some year ago a bunch of friends and i thought it would be terribly cool to speak into that old abandoned power plant outside town, we went there, screwed around some, and went home. Forward two years, a friend of mine calls me, he's clearly freaking out, says that the power plant is in the news. I tell him that it's been 2 years, i doubt we'd be in the news now if we were caugh. Well, the thing that scared him was that he learned that the power plant in question was a former NUCLEAR power plant, and suddenly started to use this to explain certain "out-of-the=ordinary" things that happened in said passed 2 years. Took weeks to calm him, and he's been having psychosomatic sicknesses since, and kept on either shaving or ripping his hair out/off because he got obsessed with radiation poisoning, even thought all the yellow-cakes were taken away long ago from the plant. In the end, besides the one friend going slightly bonkers, none of us had extra limbs growing or anything, so we just kinda agreed that we dont bring it up and let it be forgotten.

Well, actually, that's not a particularly "short" explanation, but you got me talking, might as well do it right. But reading some of the other stories, this is small time compared to some other escapists out there

 

[Quiet Stranger]

Having wild crazy make out sessions with my second girlfriend when I was 10...wait did you say weird?


I had a lot of them but that's because I had a heavy case of ADHD back then.

 

[MegaManOfNumbers]

I once walked on my teacher watching obese Asian poop porn with a large jar of honey next to him, rubbing giant globs of it onto his bare chest and when he noticed me he asked me if I wanted to climb up on his honey tree.

Wat. Teh. FUK?

How- wha- but- hmm...

Of any childhood experience, that must be the... creepiest.

OT: Mine would be, discovering porn.

 

[Grimh]

Well there was that one time when me, my brother and our friends encountered the "dark man" in my school late one night.

That was pretty weird.

 

[Revnak_v1legacy]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

As for something that is somewhat funny, writing poetry to woo a girl when you're in 4th grade is a bit odd. Proceeding to constantly give her gifts that were actually real gifts was also a bit odd. I don't speak to her anymore. Boy was I an awkward child.

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Do you mind elaborating on being molested by your friend? That sounds... odd.

Well we were in my pool at my house, he said it would be fun if we swam without trunks, and he stuck his dick up my ass. Considering I was ten at the time, I was fairly confused and blamed myself for all the awkwardness I felt. A few years later I was watching Law and Order SVU and realized that I had been raped, though at that point it had been long enough that I was no longer friends with the guy and I still felt guilty about it. Now I've gotten over it... kinda. I have no plans on becoming friends with that guy again, though I suppose that is absurdly justified. I also haven't told this to anyone before. Maaaaaaybe I'm not really over it.

 

[SaetonChapelle]

Weirdest? Hmm

Well I remember being around 7 or 8 and we were vacationing in Long Island. (We as in my father and myself). We were at the beach, and I remember going into the water alone at some point. There was a large metal/stone wall that separated one area of the beach from the other and led deep into the waters far beyond that a person should be able to swim. After that my memory is hazy. At some point I remember being over 5 miles away from where we had begun, and my father no where to be found.

As it turns out I guess I had just wandered off, yet I have no recollection of how, and my father has no clue either. Somehow I was able to climb that wall without anyone seeing me and just walk 5 miles away.

Still kinda funny though. My transportation powers are grand! Now if only I had a better memory.

 

[SaetonChapelle]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

As for something that is somewhat funny, writing poetry to woo a girl when you're in 4th grade is a bit odd. Proceeding to constantly give her gifts that were actually real gifts was also a bit odd. I don't speak to her anymore. Boy was I an awkward child.

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Do you mind elaborating on being molested by your friend? That sounds... odd.

Well we were in my pool at my house, he said it would be fun if we swam without trunks, and he stuck his dick up my ass. Considering I was ten at the time, I was fairly confused and blamed myself for all the awkwardness I felt. A few years later I was watching Law and Order SVU and realized that I had been raped, though at that point it had been long enough that I was no longer friends with the guy and I still felt guilty about it. Now I've gotten over it... kinda. I have no plans on becoming friends with that guy again, though I suppose that is absurdly justified. I also haven't told this to anyone before. Maaaaaaybe I'm not really over it.

Im worried that you haven't told anyone before, however decided to tell the internet. However I do feel bad for your situation. By ten years old I was fully aware of "bad touch" and such, and was pretty well informed of what should and should not happen, though I suppose that can't be said for everyone.

On the other hand, aww. That girl must have been either really happy, or really creeped out. xD

 

[Hemlet]

Well, when I was about 5 or so my mom and dad took me to the zoo for a day. I was having a grand old time and, being 5, assumed that hippos were both cuddly AND friendly and wouldn't at all mind me poking their noses through the fence of their little area. Well the hippo did mind. It minded quite a lot actually.

And that is how me and at least 3 other kids were sneezed on by a hippo, and had to explain why we had snot chunks in our hair.

 

[Revnak_v1legacy]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

As for something that is somewhat funny, writing poetry to woo a girl when you're in 4th grade is a bit odd. Proceeding to constantly give her gifts that were actually real gifts was also a bit odd. I don't speak to her anymore. Boy was I an awkward child.

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Do you mind elaborating on being molested by your friend? That sounds... odd.

Well we were in my pool at my house, he said it would be fun if we swam without trunks, and he stuck his dick up my ass. Considering I was ten at the time, I was fairly confused and blamed myself for all the awkwardness I felt. A few years later I was watching Law and Order SVU and realized that I had been raped, though at that point it had been long enough that I was no longer friends with the guy and I still felt guilty about it. Now I've gotten over it... kinda. I have no plans on becoming friends with that guy again, though I suppose that is absurdly justified. I also haven't told this to anyone before. Maaaaaaybe I'm not really over it.

Im worried that you haven't told anyone before, however decided to tell the internet. However I do feel bad for your situation. By ten years old I was fully aware of "bad touch" and such, and was pretty well informed of what should and should not happen, though I suppose that can't be said for everyone.

On the other hand, aww. That girl must have been either really happy, or really creeped out. xD

I have severely lowered inhibitions over the internet I suppose, which a quick glance at my post history could easily confirm, though not in regards to angry outbursts. Those I keep under control. I was pretty sheltered as a child, and all I held dealt with was stranger danger stuff if I remember correctly. I wouldn't blame my parents or teachers though, my parents were remarkable in far too many ways for me to blame them for anything and my teachers I will blame for entirely different problems I had to face.

I was an adorable child. My older sister thought it was pretty sweet at least. Both me and the girl I was "dating" (I honestly don't count it myself) were very shy, so it's not like we wound up discussing the poems and gifts I gave her with each other. I suppose that it was far less odd or embarrassing than it was adorable though.

 

[SaetonChapelle]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

As for something that is somewhat funny, writing poetry to woo a girl when you're in 4th grade is a bit odd. Proceeding to constantly give her gifts that were actually real gifts was also a bit odd. I don't speak to her anymore. Boy was I an awkward child.

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Do you mind elaborating on being molested by your friend? That sounds... odd.

Well we were in my pool at my house, he said it would be fun if we swam without trunks, and he stuck his dick up my ass. Considering I was ten at the time, I was fairly confused and blamed myself for all the awkwardness I felt. A few years later I was watching Law and Order SVU and realized that I had been raped, though at that point it had been long enough that I was no longer friends with the guy and I still felt guilty about it. Now I've gotten over it... kinda. I have no plans on becoming friends with that guy again, though I suppose that is absurdly justified. I also haven't told this to anyone before. Maaaaaaybe I'm not really over it.

Im worried that you haven't told anyone before, however decided to tell the internet. However I do feel bad for your situation. By ten years old I was fully aware of "bad touch" and such, and was pretty well informed of what should and should not happen, though I suppose that can't be said for everyone.

On the other hand, aww. That girl must have been either really happy, or really creeped out. xD

I have severely lowered inhibitions over the internet I suppose, which a quick glance at my post history could easily confirm, though not in regards to angry outbursts. Those I keep under control. I was pretty sheltered as a child, and all I held dealt with was stranger danger stuff if I remember correctly. I wouldn't blame my parents or teachers though, my parents were remarkable in far too many ways for me to blame them for anything and my teachers I will blame for entirely different problems I had to face.

I was an adorable child. My older sister thought it was pretty sweet at least. Both me and the girl I was "dating" (I honestly don't count it myself) were very shy, so it's not like we wound up discussing the poems and gifts I gave her with each other. I suppose that it was far less odd or embarrassing than it was adorable though.

Aww, you "dated"? (Is it really dating in the forth grade? Ah well I had my few as well). How sweet. xD

I remember being little and having boys give me small trinkets and little notes. My favorite is the 'do you like me? mark yes or no!'.

 

[mysecondlife]

What do you think was your weirdest childhood experience? And by "childhood", I mean anything before secondary school.

I think mine was probably when I was at my friend's house, and he randomly gave me what was akin to a striptease while I stood there in awkward confusion. We were both five, and his penis was out and all.

Ahahaha

crossing swords.

Basically sharing a toilet while peeing.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

I... what?

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Can you explain this one too?

 

[Revnak_v1legacy]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

As for something that is somewhat funny, writing poetry to woo a girl when you're in 4th grade is a bit odd. Proceeding to constantly give her gifts that were actually real gifts was also a bit odd. I don't speak to her anymore. Boy was I an awkward child.

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Do you mind elaborating on being molested by your friend? That sounds... odd.

Well we were in my pool at my house, he said it would be fun if we swam without trunks, and he stuck his dick up my ass. Considering I was ten at the time, I was fairly confused and blamed myself for all the awkwardness I felt. A few years later I was watching Law and Order SVU and realized that I had been raped, though at that point it had been long enough that I was no longer friends with the guy and I still felt guilty about it. Now I've gotten over it... kinda. I have no plans on becoming friends with that guy again, though I suppose that is absurdly justified. I also haven't told this to anyone before. Maaaaaaybe I'm not really over it.

Im worried that you haven't told anyone before, however decided to tell the internet. However I do feel bad for your situation. By ten years old I was fully aware of "bad touch" and such, and was pretty well informed of what should and should not happen, though I suppose that can't be said for everyone.

On the other hand, aww. That girl must have been either really happy, or really creeped out. xD

I have severely lowered inhibitions over the internet I suppose, which a quick glance at my post history could easily confirm, though not in regards to angry outbursts. Those I keep under control. I was pretty sheltered as a child, and all I held dealt with was stranger danger stuff if I remember correctly. I wouldn't blame my parents or teachers though, my parents were remarkable in far too many ways for me to blame them for anything and my teachers I will blame for entirely different problems I had to face.

I was an adorable child. My older sister thought it was pretty sweet at least. Both me and the girl I was "dating" (I honestly don't count it myself) were very shy, so it's not like we wound up discussing the poems and gifts I gave her with each other. I suppose that it was far less odd or embarrassing than it was adorable though.

Aww, you "dated"? (Is it really dating in the forth grade? Ah well I had my few as well). How sweet. xD

I remember being little and having boys give me small trinkets and little notes. My favorite is the 'do you like me? mark yes or no!'.

Ha, I topped that! I wrote poems comparing her to diamonds and crystals, and gave her stuffed animals I won in games at church and from arcades. I was like a little Casanova, except without even the vaguest sense of confidence. Man was I cute. I am glad that I have none of those poems now though. That would make me feel very embarrassed, as they quite likely sucked. Poetry has never been my strong suit.

 

[Surpheal]

Weirdest childhood memory you say, hmmmmm......

I can only really think of one. Though it is, uh, how to put it?

Well one day my older brother by 2 years, my younger by the same amount, and me were playing around in our basement. Well, some of the furniture down there was very angular, with lots of hard, sharp edges. Well we were playing about, and about here the memory starts to fade just a little bit. And well, I pushed my little brother into the entertainment center head first. Long story short he needed to have his head stitched or taped, that fact is also foggy, back together.

And that is the story of how I opened my little brothers head.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OT: Mine would be, discovering porn.

I wouldn't say weirdest...
Most fun, maybe.

 

[Revnak_v1legacy]

Does being molested by a close friend count? Because that happened.

I... what?

Also, being locked in a janitor closet for a school day as punishment for poking a girl in the nose with an eraser (and no that is not some cunning euphemism) was also odd.

Can you explain this one too?

I already explained the one above, so you can just scroll up and read that one.

As for the eraser thing, I got in trouble for a whole lot of stupid reasons as a kid. Once I had o clean an entire wall because I touched it too often, another time I got in trouble for saying bastard in class even though I didn't know what it meant, I got in trouble for sliding scissors across a table, and the list just goes on and on. The time I got in trouble for the eraser thing the teacher decided I deserved in school suspension, but the detention room was full, so she decided to put me in the storage closet next to her room for the week. It was really boring, and there may have been asbestos. Who am I kidding, there was definitely asbestos, my school sucked.

 

[SaetonChapelle]

Ha, I topped that! I wrote poems comparing her to diamonds and crystals, and gave her stuffed animals I won in games at church and from arcades. I was like a little Casanova, except without even the vaguest sense of confidence. Man was I cute. I am glad that I have none of those poems now though. That would make me feel very embarrassed, as they quite likely sucked. Poetry has never been my strong suit.

I loves finding old little notes and things I use to pass around to my ex boyfriends, from elementary school all the way to high school. They were always so cheesy and silly and now that I see them, embarrassing. Same thing with old stories and such I used to write prior to any knowledge of literary works.

Oh childhood.

Off topic: Oh god rail tracer icon. I saw it and shivered. xD