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When I was 8 I rode my bike where my mom told me not to, and I got hit by a car. VERY MEMORABLE.

2007-07-03 17:02:36 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

It was when i was either 3 or 4. My parents were just teaching me how to dial 911, and when my mom went into the shower, i actually picked up the phone and dialed it. Then when i heard the person answer, i hung up. What was even worse...we lived on a navy base. Then, a cop showed up at my house and my mom was like what happened. The cop said, that a phone call came from this residence and no one answered. My mom immediatly looked at me. Then my dad looked, and then the cop (which also was a soldier). I ran and hid behind the christmas tree. I was so scared and nervous. But, then my hiding spot tumbled over and i was just left standing there. The cop told me to come over, so i did and he sat me on his knee and explained how it is not good to call the cops when there is no emergency. I will never forget that. lmao. Quantico Virginia, good times. Good times. I am 15 now, and will never do that again!

2007-07-03 17:08:37 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

Stole money that was for buying milk for something later to realize it wasn't worth having....and pulling my pants down in 2nd grade accidentally being half in the twilight zone...and steeling a toy car a grandmas that didn't belong to me even though looked like nobody cared for it anyway as time went on and just collected dust a few days or the person would of came back for it.


Oh yeah showing my a## to a boy that was pissing me off at Walkins Glen Park.

2007-07-04 01:38:45 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

I had an alcoholic mother, she always provided but one Christmas morning she wouldn't get up do to a hangover. Finally after 10 am I grew a pair and opened up every single gift under the tree incoming and outgoing, I even emptied the dogs stocking. I got whipped with my strawberry shortcake slippers had to stand in the corner everywhere we went and didn't get my toys for 2 weeks. Lets just say I learned my lesson lol

2007-07-03 17:05:26 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

Wow...I hope I won't get in trouble for this one! Many years ago, my twin sister and I lived in Fort Baker, California, and most of our friends lived in Sausalito, a little town just north of where we lived. One night we spent the night at our friends house and the five of us who were there sneaked out of the house to go to the little city park.

We took a box of Ivory Snow Flakes and dumped it in the fountain that was located in the middle of the park! The next morning that town was covered in bubbles! It was amazing! It was actually quite pretty in its own little way, and the tourists got a huge laugh!

I have a hard time looking at fountains in parks without that memory finding its way to the old brain! I never did it again though! We had no idea how many bubbles one box of soap could make!

Thanks for the memory and have a great week! Annie

2007-07-03 17:16:30 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

When I was about 8, my cousin and I successfully shoplifted a whole pile of toys from a discount store. Unfortunately, my aunt caught us going through the loot later at her house and MADE US TAKE IT ALL BACK, IN PERSON.

It was embarrassing to say the least, but I've never felt the slightest temptation to do anything like that ever again.

2007-07-03 17:04:25 · answer #6 · answered by Resident Heretic 7 · 2 0

We were form a little town in NY state - the "city kids" from Rochester and Syracuse used to put us down in little ways....not mean or anything - just they were better, etc...

We took old clothes, tore up a styrofoam board we used for swimming, stuffed them in the clothes to make the body float in the lake. We used a real wig and wig head from the sister of one of the biys who was in Cosmetology class.

We went for a night walk by the lake and as we were walking we aked the city kids if they knew if all the bodies from the boat accident that morning had been recovered - 2 were still missing (we made this up).....

One of the guys from our town said he had to go to the bathroom. He went down by the waters edge (Lake Ontario) and put the body in the water.

He scrambled back up and said "Shine the flashlight down there....down there"...Great acting on his part.....

Thank goodness it landed styrofoam face down in the water!! The long hair floating helped pull it off - from about 25 feet away, you couldn't see the ropes tying the "body parts" together.

They were so scared!!!!

My aunt made us remove it - she said - what if it had gotten loose and someone else had seen it?

Now - as an adult - I wouldn't think it was so funny if I saw it and worried about it - or got the police ro Coast Guard on a false dead body.....but at the time - PRICELESS. Those sissy city kids - ha ha ha

2007-07-03 17:10:54 · answer #7 · answered by snowdrop 4 · 2 0

well, this isn't about me but rather my older sister.

when i was in first grade, i was standing right behind my older sister (she was about 8 or 9 years old) as she was opening a package of cheese with scissors, and she didn't know i was behind her...and she turned straight around at me with the pair of scissors in her hands--the pointy side sticking out right at me and stabbed me in my left eye (those scissors just happened to be at their pointy side and just happened to be eye level with me).

i am serious.

i screamed my head off and i was really lucky cause i didn't bleed at all. the scissors popped a blood vessel in my eye, and to this day (after 12 years since it happened, i'm 18 now), that part of my eye still has the popped blood vessel, it turned into a scar in my eye, it's a pinkish red spot. everyone always asks me if i i'm okay cause it seems like i just freshly cried...but it's just scar tissue...

anyways. that's my sister's memorable bad thing. she still feels bad about it!

ps. i stole a bit when i was little. that's my memorable bad thing.

2007-07-03 17:14:38 · answer #8 · answered by Duchess of Cookieshire 6 · 0 0

Tied my Uncle's bull to a tree,
so I could catch some baby goats.
They(my Aunt and Uncle) made me
go out and untie him. Now that was
memorable. Untying an angry bull is
not as easy, as tying up a sleeping one.

2007-07-03 17:08:25 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

I really do not know if you can call this bad or not but at 2 years old I would run away from home to go to second grade and learn to read. then go to my aunt's house for cookies and milk. My Mother would wonder where I went at first but since I had the smarts to have someone help me cross the street, she didn't worry too much and she knew where i was!
Thanks for the memories!!

2007-07-03 17:06:19 · answer #10 · answered by George G 5 · 1 0

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