Topic: Stories or events from your childhood that, looking back, you realise were fucking weird.
Anonymous A started this discussion 15 years ago#13,909
I remember this one story from my early primary school days about a boy and his aunts being devoured by an anteater.
From what I can recall, the story went like this: A boy doesn't like his aunts, the boy finds an anteater and thinks that it eats aunts and not ants, the boy then convinces the anteater that he's supposed to eat aunts, not ants, so it eats his aunts. However, the anteater then develops a taste for human flesh and turns on the boy, seeing him as a tasty desert.
I'm not sure what kind of moral lesson young me was meant to learn here. All this would do is make children terrified of anteaters.
Anonymous B joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 8 minutes later[^][v]#248,470
This one time I got into an argument with this one kid when I was 9 and it polarized the entire neighborhood. Anyway, we had a really big fight on a field which lasted around 45 minutes and my side won, so we beat down the guy I had the argument with, and then we crucified him. He was up there for 10 minutes before we let him down.
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 50 minutes later, 59 minutes after the original post[^][v]#248,484
When I was young, I was told that some old guy spends all his time spying on kids. If he liked what he saw while spying on you throughout the year, then he would bring toys and leave them for you on Christmas. If he didn't like what he saw, he would leave coal. Apparently, they do a lot of coal mining where he lives, and he has a lot of coal to spare.
floorboard !hbZVTk6JYc joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 minute later, 1 hour after the original post[^][v]#248,485
i read revelations once. that shit was weird.
Anonymous E joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 29 seconds later, 1 hour after the original post[^][v]#248,486
sluggy joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 16 minutes later, 2 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,496
I remember this story about a fanily that was water-phobic. The entire story was them being concerned about water and rain. It was from the perspective of their neighbor. They went to the park one day and it started to rain as they were walking to their door. They melted. I always thought they were made of cotton candy, but I don't know if thats cause it said so, or I just believed it. When I was little and couldn't finish my cotton candy, I would spill water or soda on it an watch it melt.
stickybuns !bENfolDsOU joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 4 minutes later, 2 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,498
Not really a single event, more like a series of events over some years.
I lived in a neighbourhood with quite a few kids, though it was a small neighbourhood.There were a lot of trees, which translated to a lot of sticks and branches everywhere. Myself, some weird guy, and this girl used to constantly play with these sticks and make weapons from them and everything. We used to sometimes get in fights with them when we were angry with eachother. Anyway, I took on the role of peacekeeper and had the biggest stick and dealt with various matters. I also led meditation. Except, these weird fundie girls down the street thought it was satanic and constantly told my mom about my supposedly satanic practices.
There's so much more I could get in to, but that's enough.
It all seemed like normal kid stuff at the time, but looking back it was all really weird.
Anonymous J joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 3 hours later, 5 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,553
i quietly humped a bouncy castle when i was 6 and got a semi orgasm once
Anonymous K joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 15 hours later, 21 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,736
Hmm.
I was around 8-10 when this happened, I think. Maybe slightly older, not sure. There used to be a wood house kind of thing with swings outside my house, but one time the swing broke and we didn't really bother to replace it, but me and two other kids somehow got the idea to put some rope through the loop and hang one of the other kids upside down tied by their legs from it.
He thought it was pretty funny and didn't mind at all, then we let him down and everything was fine.
Thinking back we probably could've letten go of the rope, and he would've dropped on his head and broken his neck or something.
cccuuunnttt !nIGga.SL0w joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 hour later, 23 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,794
I have a scar on my foot near my pinky toe. My mom, for some reason, decided it would be funny to tell her relatives that I was born with six toes and had had one removed. When someone asked me about it at a family gathering, I was really confused.
cccuuunnttt !nIGga.SL0w double-posted this 15 years ago, 1 minute later, 23 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,799
My parents had been told I was going to be a boy, and that my name was supposed to be Mikey. They told me about this. Anyway I once found a picture of my brother running around the yard naked when he was a toddler, and I laughed at him about it. He convinced me that that was me before the "accident," back when I was really Mikey. I believed this for two years or something ridiculous.
Anonymous B replied with this 15 years ago, 1 minute later, 23 hours after the original post[^][v]#248,800