Either in a good or in a bad way...
2006-08-29 10:41:31 · 14 answers · asked by firefly 4 in Entertainment & Music ➔ Polls & Surveys
Getting raped when I was 15 because that was my first time and a first time should never be that way. So I guess you could say that definately marked my life in a bad way.
2006-08-29 10:46:03 · answer #1 · answered by T.Mack 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Oh My GOD this is soooo embarrasing but what the Hell... When I was little I used to poop my pants. Not because I wasn't potty trained I would just get "busy" playing and NOT want to go home... Well I had one of those Kmart jumpsuits little girls used to wear that tied at the shoulders. It was red with white elephants all over it...Well...the elephant at the seat was "brown" stained and an older boy from the neighborhood asked me while pointing at my rear, " Is THAT the LEADER?" everyone just howled...I cried of course.. I'm grown now but last year my mom bought me this gold ring with an elephant on it in diamonds, She had the diamond at the Butt removed so I would know he was "THE LEADER!"
2006-08-29 17:48:27 · answer #2 · answered by conniechung 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
"Flunking" the Pepsi challenge!
I was probably between 8 and 10 when my family had a "Pepsi challenge" for fun. Everybody else picked Pepsi, but I picked Coke. Doesn't sound like a big deal except my family owned the local Pepsi distributor. All my cousins made fun of me, and I went and hid in a closet to cry. Too funny now!
2006-08-29 17:57:44 · answer #3 · answered by Caritas 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My grandparents raised me because my parents didn't want me. When I was older, still living at home, I asked my grandpa why he and grandma raised me after they had raised 5 of their own children (they also had 2 of my cousins during that time they raised as well). He told me, "Someone had to love you and since your folks didn't, that's my job." And that was way before the song ever came out. So, anytime I feel like killing my children or my grandchild (who lives with us), I remember that and know how lucky I was and how I am now the one with the 'job'.
2006-08-29 17:47:42 · answer #4 · answered by The Nana of Nana's 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
When I was 6 years old, an older boy (14ish) held me down and ripped off my clothes in a graveyard, then took off his shorts. My brother (12) came just in time to beat the living crap out of him and save me from god only knows what.
I wish my brother had always been around to rescue me from evil.
2006-08-29 17:46:18 · answer #5 · answered by ? 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My friend's mom force-fed me oatmeal when I spent the night at her house. I managed to escape when they weren't looking and ran across the highway to find my aunt's house. I was in my Snoopy nightgown. Barefooted.
I was 6.
I've never eaten oatmeal since.
2006-08-29 17:47:14 · answer #6 · answered by bethiswriting 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
i accidentally fell on my sippy cup which "stabbed" me about an inch under my eye so literally i have a mark from my childhood....a scar.
2006-08-29 17:46:03 · answer #7 · answered by LiveLaughLove 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Urinating on my step mothers car when I was 14. It caused a whole mess of bullshit.
2006-08-29 17:44:53 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Parrents devorced,
2006-08-29 17:47:40 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
My 4th grade teacher-MR.MARX- he was so kind and helpful, there was a couple of us that math was just confusing, he worked with us, until we got it right
2006-08-29 17:51:46 · answer #10 · answered by ? 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋