Your worst childhood memory
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My dad hid in a cupboard in my room for at least 2 hours making vague noises and stuff before jumping out and grabbing me. Literally the scariest thing that's ever happened to me, even though i've watched [rec].
Getting chased by all the neighborhood dogs on my bike. Don't know what it was about me that made them all flock to me, but they sure as hell did. At least every other time I went out, I'd be chased, and sometimes, twice in one ride. I absolutely hated dogs until I was about 16.
splitting my chin open when i was 5, then having the doctor sew it up without anaesthetic. not that he didn't try. he jabbed a needle directly into the wound three times.
hurt a lot.
hurt a lot.
The time: 1996.
The place: A kindergarten classroom.
Teacher: Now class, you can be anything you want when you grow up.Today, we are going to draw what we will be when we grow up.
Kids around me draw various wholesome things like bakers, astronauts, and pilots.
I draw a giant robot destroying a city.
Teacher: You can't be a giant robot.
The place: A kindergarten classroom.
Teacher: Now class, you can be anything you want when you grow up.Today, we are going to draw what we will be when we grow up.
Kids around me draw various wholesome things like bakers, astronauts, and pilots.
I draw a giant robot destroying a city.
Teacher: You can't be a giant robot.
Well, when I was seven, we were playing jump off the table and land on the matress. During my turn, I misjumped and landed headfirst into the edge of the fireplace, whick was made of bricks.
I dont know how I got away with only a big swelling bump on my forehead.
I dont know how I got away with only a big swelling bump on my forehead.
When I buried Aladdin action figure in the sand at the beach and marked it with a stone X, then I could never find him again. My Dad and Uncle practically dug up the island but no sign of him...
I was standing on the windowsill of our house when I was young and my feet slipped off, I went straight down and met the windowsill with my jaw, bust my chin wide open, I was bawling and remember looking down at my hands and they were covered in blood. I still have a small scar.
Hmm maybe when my mom smacked me with the coffee pot and then lied to the doctor about where my cuts and burns came from.
I can't remember anything bad that happened to me, so I must have been abducted by aliens or something and they wiped my brain.
I had a huge freking scare once. I was heading down a hill in an awkward position on my bike at like 13 mph when i hit the curb, did 2 foward summersaults, landed perfectly on my back, stood up and noticed only a few grass stains on me from the speed. i brushed my self off and kissed the cross i had just randomly decided to wear that day.