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

[iloveeverykindofcat]

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?

@Susannahmoody

Used to eat raw bacon and sausage (given to by my mother )

Remember once snipping the t-bar on my little friends new shoes, then denying all knowledge, it was obvious they had been cut.

When we were driving home from a day out I used to 'race' the rain drops on the car window, first to reach the bottom. Only an English kid would understand this!

Oh my god yes to raindrops, visual magic!

Painted our cats nose green. I was bored one day

Spoke in an Australian accent to a kid I made friends with on holiday. And kept it up every time I saw her. I think was to appear more interesting. As it was I prob just looked mental 😂

@iloveeverykindofcat

I'm no psychologist, but there seems to be a common theme of wanting to mark things - maybe its a way of asserting 'I am here', when children are beginning to realize their independence as a person. Just a guess.

I think its more primal than that, more marking territory. Frankly who'd want to go near a bogey covered wall I never did that.

I pretended I was shortsighted and tried to imagine what it was like by squinting closely at books.

By aged 5 I had glasses and my eyesight is now -10 which is basically clinically blind (though rectified by lenses). It does run in my family but I am by far the worst, though I am sure I didn't cause it, it's a funny coincidence 😂

Remembered some more

Ate some small white tablets I found on the floor in a shop changing room. They were very very sweet and slightly weird tasting. My mum didn't even notice so I didn't say anything. I was probably about 10😳

Years later I now know they would have been sweeteners, ie sweetex or similar . THANK GOD !

Once Spent hours and hours poking out all the knots in my parents fence (divided their house and the neighbours) there was hundreds of holes in it. My parents were furious. I don't know why I felt the need to do it

I was a proper weird kid tbh

Ahahaha, this thread is great. Relieved to know I’m not the only one who did weird things as a child.

Similar to the OP- I once drew a pram on the carpet with red felt tip. I wanted a doll’s pram for Christmas and I guess that was my way to let my parents/Father Christmas know what I wanted. I was about 4 I think.

When I was a little older- probably around 6 or 7- we had a next door neighbour whose garden looked really interesting, and I was also very curious about her house because we lived in Semi-detached houses and I wanted to see what my own house looked like in reverse. I told my mum she had invited me over. Mum promptly came outside (neighbour was in her garden) to thank the neighbour for inviting me and checking it was ok. Neighbour’s face was . That was really embarrassing.

Around the same age, I also told my best friend (who lives three doors down and who I spent a lot of time with every day) that I had a sister (I don’t, and never did) who didn’t live with us because she’d been ‘sent away’. Best friend promptly asked my mum if it was true that I had a sister. Mum’s face:

I have an older brother but obviously really wanted a sister. Goodness knows why I told fibs that were so very easy to disprove.

Must have been age 5, on a boring Sat afternoon, decided to stick my nose through my hamsters cage bars. Not sure why I did it, but the noise of my skin being 'punctured' from the hamsters teeth will haunt me forever. I was left with perfect symmetrical puncture wounds on each nostril.

My dad used to charge the car battery of our battered old car on the kitchen windowsill in the 70's/80's. It had a giant rubber bulbed pipette to top it up with something. Water? Battery acid? Anyway decided to taste it (was vile) and then spent weeks shitting myself that I'd die of battery acid. Obv didn't tell anyone as I'd have been in trouble and was better to take my chance with a slow painful death! Also me and my 2 friends chopped all the buttons off some girls coat and chucked them down a drain. No idea why apart from we were clearly mini psychopaths. Makes me feel all angsty even thinking about it decades later.

The spare bedroom used to have a feather duvet. Most nights when I woke up ide sneak in and pluck the duvet for hours.

I used to eat paper. Fuck knows why. I wasn't a toddler either, I was about 8 or 9.

I'd pick and peel the textured wall paper off the hallway walls and stairs!

@Hangingtrousers

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! 🙈

My science teacher did this when I was at college, you'd have thought he would have known better 😳

I was a strange child. After drinking anything from a glass, I would bite into the glass so a bit breaks off, which i luckily spat out. I did this with nearly every glass I used, even till I was around 8/9! Also used to rub the bath with soap when the water ran out and use it as a slide. I also used to flutter while watching tv, which basically involves fluttering like a bird. Yes to racing raindrops in the car! Strange I cant remember anyone ever saying I was weird!

@harebrightcedarmoon

I used to do the exact same pretend washing....so pointless if you're hanging in the bathroom anyway

@Furrybutts

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.

Enquiring minds needs to know…. What did it taste of?

I was around 10 and a neighbour was looking after me as mum was at work. She had a little boy who was around 3.In the centre of their table was a dried flower arraignment that also had a pampas grass in it. I gave it to the boy and showed him how it shake it so everything came out like hundreds of seeds. Then I ran to tell the mum what a naughty boy she had. What a nasty piece of work was I 🙁

@ComtesseDeSpair

I used my dad’s aerosol deodorant like spray paint to write “SEX!” on the inside of the bathroom door - then panicked when I couldn’t wipe it off.

In the evenings when my family were settled infront of the tv, I used to sneak into the kitchen, light a candle and drip the hot wax on my hand. I liked the feel of hot wax on my skin and then peeling it off. I was sloppy and sometimes dripped wax on the cooker which, if you've never tried it, is a fucker to remove when dried! I of course denied it when I was asked but got caught in the act and had to clean the cooker. I stopped after that!

Another one I remembered. When I was 11 I would go to the posh newsagents on the way home from school and steal stationery. Really nice quality writing paper and envelopes. I would also steal cards with snoopy and the rest of the peanuts gang. Then when I got home I would store it all in a little old red suitcase. I wouldn't write on it or open the stationery or cards. I would just open the suitcase every now and again and look at all my amazing collection. My mum found the suitcase, and well that's another story. But I still love stationery, and I can afford to buy now, but I still can't bear to use it

A totally bonkers one..

My parents had a big cheese plant in the lounge, one evening when I was home alone I sat was eating cheese, pickle and biscuits and I noticed the cheese plant was looking really dusty so I started wiping the leaves, but the leaves weren't really cleaning up well, so I used a bit of the butter I had left on the side of my plate to clean and shine up one of the leaves. It looked so good that I went and got the butter from the fridge and some kitchen roll and ended up shining up all the leaves with butter 🤷‍♀️

No idea why, and my parent s never knew but for years after every time I saw the plant I quietly admired how lovely the leaves looked.😂

Best thread! Def did some of these. I ate paper for years. Can’t remember when I stopped but I honestly think it wasn’t until my late teens / early twenties. Really annoyed my mum because we could never donate books or lend them out because they all looked so awful. I’d be so disappointed if a book turned out to taste horrible.

I have terrible impulse control even now (like lots of people atm it seems I’m suspecting adhd) but I would never have torn my Harry Potter books or someone else’s book so could control myself if I really wanted to. altho I have a feeling that one time I accidentally ate a library book and had to pretend I’d lost it and pay for it (I was a teenager).

I definitely used to do stickers / draw on things too. I remember the urge taking over me and then the horror and regret after when it was too late and I realised what I’d done.

I also did the pretending to wash as a kid. Like pp have said it makes no sense now - spend the time there faking it, why not just have a wash?

I also used to have to be on medication as a kid, my medicine changed for some reason and it was disgusting. If I think about it, I can almost taste it now. Mum used to administer it when we were in the kitchen before bed (think i was about 7) then I’d promptly walk about and spit it on to the hallway carpet. This was so stupid for 2 reasons: 1. I’d held it in my mouth for so long by that point that I must have tasted it for far longer than if I’d just swallowed it and 2. I spat it out right outside the toilet, on to the floor, rather than going in the loo and spitting it out there! My mum realised once the stains got bad what was going on! Altho it worked out for the best, she spoke to the doctor about it and turned out my medicine was also available in tablet form so I just took that until I was about 12 and didn’t need it any more. It was a really tiny easy to take tablet as well, I’m not sure why they didn’t just give me that in the first place instead of vile tasting medicine

I have remembered another one! I think someone else has mentioned something similar earlier on again when I was around 10 or 11. I hated school, so sometimes I would sit in bed in the morning when I woke up and would bang my head against the wall so I would give myself a headache, just so I would genuinely be ill and could take the day off. Bloody mental behaviour when looking back.