Confess something weird you did as a child, that you don't know why.

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Inspired by the secret thread, which reminded me of this.

When I was about five I drew a house in biro on my parents' single piece of antique furniture. I have no idea why I did this. I was generally an extremely obedient, rule-abiding child, the sort that got nervous when other children were acting out. I was just suddenly overcome with an irresistble urge to draw the house. I still remember the feeling, and I don't know why I did it.

Did you ever do something inexplicable and out of character, that you still don't understand?

Cut a big chunk out of the front of my hair! So short that I had a bald patch. I was WAY too old to be doing that kind of thing, I was about 8 I think!

Also swallowed a 5p coin. Just put it in my mouth for some bizarre reason and then accidentally swallowed it

I once boiled water and washing up liquid in the kettle just to see what would happen 🤣🤣

Stuck a pin in my parents’ waterbed. I knew I shouldn’t but couldn’t stop myself. Otherwise a totally well-behaved kid who never caused any trouble.

Put lots of stickers on antique furniture in grandmother’s house. They didn’t come off easily and the glue left some damage

Used chalk on the back of said furniture as a blackboard

Put gum in my hair

Buried mom’s necklace in the garden so that we find treasure later

Yes, I can remember drawing on things and the huge urge to do so.

Cut a big hole in the living room curtains 🤣

I used to flush any flannels that were in the bathroom down the toilet.
I have no idea why and used to get punished every time.

Glad it wasn't just me! Yes, the urge! It was so strong and so uncharacteristic...maybe evolution telling us to assert our independence in some relatively non-risky way.

I stuck a tiny bead up my nose to see what would happen if I sniffed up 😂 it shot right up there and it took ages to get it out!

Just remembered one, the flannels post 😅 reminded me.

I often used to stand in the bathroom and not have a wash, when I was sent in to wash my face and hands before bed. Just standing there, doing nothing at all, gauging how long it would be before I could come out and claim to have to have washed. It would have been far less boring, and much easier to have just had a quick wash at the sink.

When we were in town, i told my younger sister that our parents said we could go to the merry go round (they didnt actually say we could go). She was about 4 and ran off herself to the other side of town to the ride.

When my parents realised she had gone, there was a massive panic to find her and I remember a police man being involved.

I was about 6 at the time, but dont know why I did it.

Sometimes I would even turn the taps on and splash the water in the basin a bit if I thought someone was listening.

Way too old to have done this....but I decided one day to taste the bright red liquid that was in my mum's ornamental room thermometer, when I accidentally broke it.

On the landing at my parents house there was a horizontal balustrade with thin poles making it up. I was 7 when we moved there and I stood on the stairs and bit all along one of the poles.

The bite marks are still there 30 years later.

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On the landing at my parents house there was a horizontal balustrade with thin poles making it up. I was 7 when we moved there and I stood on the stairs and bit all along one of the poles. The bite marks are still there 30 years later.

This might be the weirdest but I definitely understand it

I'd gone grocery shopping with mum when I was about eight. I was standing at the entrance next the stockroom where there was a big roller shutter and those flappy plastic strips. The channel for the shutter had this thick white grease in it as lubricant. I stuck my finger in it to scoop up a big chunk....and ate it!

No idea why. It was awful.

I also tasted a bit of Stardrops cleaner once. Again...not sure why. I think the name enticed me.

I told my mum the head wanted to see her straight away when she picked me up. Total lie and no idea why I did it. They had an awkward few minutes after the niceties, both a bit perplexed as to what the other one wanted.

Ran over a clump of wire wool with my brothers scale electric. It spark beautifully and set the carpet on fire.

I put it out and cut out the burnt patch so my parents never knew until I told them when I was about 17!

My parents had a lovely solid wood dining table which I remember using a biro pen that didn’t work to engrave my name over it. I also used my finger nail to make lines and patterns on the wooden stair case.

I also remember making ‘potions’ in the bathroom sink with the contents of the bathroom cabinet and dropping cotton buds down the plug hole.

Other than that I was the most well behaved innocent child going so I’m unsure what made me do any of those..

I did George's Marvellous Medicine in the bath. All the shampoo, bath salts, toothpaste etc etc.

I blame Rik Mayall.

I put a thermometer inside a lit flame on the bunsen burner. I was 11/12... I remember watching as the red shot up then pop! 🙈

I had a gorgeous checked pinafore dress when I was about 5. Mum took me into work with her whilst she had a meeting and left me to my own devices. I found the scissors and cut every square out of that dress front.

And I used to be really scared that the toilet would gobble me up at night if I used it so when I did I had to back out of the room watching it the whole time so I knew I was safe...

Used a hairspray can to pretend I was doing graffiti on the bathroom wall (after seeing something similar in the school play) sprayed loads all over the wall. Don’t know what I was writing or drawing but I didn’t think it could be seen but it left marks all over the wall. I got a good hiding for that

I did all sorts of other stuff that would get others blamed too. Makes me cringe to think about it but now with a psychology degree I was definitely acting out about many things in my childhood.

Warning, this is gross.
I used to pick my nose and then get up and find the nearest radiator and wipe it behind the radiator. Even though I could just as easily have got a tissue or washed my hands. One winter some of it melted and dripped on the floor and I got into massive trouble

Mum and dad moved to a new build in the eighties when I was about five. They gave me a little bit of garden area. The house was rendered white with lots of stones in the render. I took a trowel and scrapped off the little white stones to top my garden with. My dad hit the roof. Fort years later there is still a patch and he still goes on about it.

Husband cleaned his dad's car with a garden rake....