What's your worst childhood memory?

Answer 1

i had a bad childhood at the hand of my dad, who recieved and is still serving a life sentence. so with that in mind, my worst memory of childhood was watching my mother try to get us kids away from him, all 7 of us and noone helping her, watching her being abused was far was then recieving it..... nothing is worse then seeing your mom who fights do hard to protect you be beat down

Answer 2

I have two that kind of tie.

1. When I was 8 I pissed my pants in class. The prick teacher refused to let me go to the bathroom and I tried holding it for a good half hour or so, being a little kid I couldn't hold it :-/ Extremely embarrassing - I must of cried all night about it.

2. Since the first poster mentioned rape, I guess it's ok to mention this, over the last year and a half I'm starting to remember a memory I had blocked out of my mind of my cousin (he was like 13 at the time) biting my penis when I was only 4. (I remember trying to push him off of me, very awful memory) I guess it really happened too because I confronted my mother about it and she mentioned when he babysat me I ran home crying saying that he bit me. I kind of wish she would have had him punished - if someone did that to my kid I would have raised hell with his parents. Oh well.

Answer 3

My friends and I were playing jacks in someone's driveway when a kid yelled"fire", we looked up and a car was on fire up in the next block so we all ran up there, and as I approached I heard crying and saw the car engulfed in flames, the front door was open and I saw bright flames kicking up and down within a wall of fire, they soon stopped moving up and down, turns out that was the feet of a toddler laying on the front seat kicking...the neighbors were holding back a man who was hysterical(the father) and the mother, who was very pregnant, was looking on in a dazed shock. When the firemen finally arrived, all the crying had stopped and when they put out the fire they removed two babies, one on the front seat and one in a car seat, they were charred black and almost unrecognizable as children. I was only seven or eight, the memory has haunted me all of my days.

Answer 4

having my Border Collie Puppy " Shep " stolen from me. I was devastated as a youngster. Mom and Dad then got me a Beagle Hound named " Nicki " who helped ease my unhappiness as we had numerous adventures together.

Just couldn't end this question on a sad note.

Answer 5

not knowing that i was alive and hating every bit of it upon knowing the fact

Answer 6

renting WWE wrstling movies at marysville,mi movie/DVD store

Answer 7

Being raped when I was seven years old.

Answer 8

when my friends were talking behind my back and were ignoring me.. funny thing is that they don't remember it anymore