Tell us something awful you did as a kid.

[Friedchickenrocks]

Aged about 8 our grandad was staying with us and I hid his glasses. Nobody thought it was me but he knew. He was literally almost blind for a week and even went poking with his walking stick down the loo. "I know it's her. I just know it, little bitch" Eventually they magically re-appeared on the sideboard. I never did own up and my mum never thought it could possibly be her blue eyed girl.

Threw slugs in through my brother's bedroom window so they'd land all over his bed (he hated slugs).

Got in to big trouble at school with the Geography teacher. He sent a letter home to my parents and I intercepted it and burnt it. Told him they didn't have anything to respond back to him. Made sure they couldn't get an appointment with him at parent's evening, and then had to choose something other than Geography when doing our GCSE options so they would never meet...

Was an awful bully to the poor girl in our class at primary school who I later realised had a horrible abusive family. But at 7 or whatever, I just thought that she was weird - and she had an awful temper and would lash out at us (again, I now understand why!) so none of us liked her. One time, the teacher had left the room (before the days of teaching assistants) and told us all to stay put. After a while, she said she needed the toilet. My friends and wouldn't let her go. Insisted she wasn't allowed to leave the room and stood in front of the door so she couldn't. She wet herself. That one still haunts me.

Also I love how stealing squared paper is seen as such a sin 🤣

The usual prank phone calls, some were hilarious though.

When my friend and I were in the back of the car, always waving at the car behind, non-stop.

I loathed church and I lied in confession to the priest, as firstly I was young and hadn’t really done bad things, so made them up. Secondly if I had done anything bad, I was not going to tell some old priest, as it was none of his business.

I hated a little mean boy at school so I made up a rumour about him stealing to just my friends but a teacher overheard and the boy got in to trouble, I could hear him squealing ‘I didn’t’ from the other room.

Also in reception there was no loo door lock and another child was trying to open the door whilst I had a poo, so I was pooing whilst leaning forward to hold the door shut. I did a massive poo on the seat and couldn’t clean it off as there was very little toilet roll left, so I waited for silence and ran off. I heard a massive scream later and the whole class fighting for a look as the teacher cleaned it.

The ones about hurting animals/children deliberately are really upsetting to read and I would honestly think any child hurting animals was a psychopath in the making. Not reading any more poists, they aren't just awful, most are hideous and half of the posts are gloating over their acts.

I was a very angry young teen and used to have big fights with my mum. These were the terrible things I did....
Sprayed perfume on her toothbrush. (Impossible to get rid of the taste apparently....)
Put the toilet roll on the back of toilet, (still in view but I knew she wouldn't look there sitting down), when she had d and v.
Glued the backs of her books together on the shelf.
Snipped through the zip of her best skirt.

I was truly awful with teen hormones. I have two dds myself now and pray they won't be like me at that age.

Mum and I are best friends now amazingly.

Agreed. Quite disturbing.

I don’t mind the accidents on animals as accidents happen but the purposeful ones are bad 🙈

Gosh I felt guilty when I took too many liquorice Allsorts! Some of these posts!

This thread reminded me of the time one of the more spirited kids in my children’s primary school gave out Christmas cards on the last day of term.

In a few, they had written “I hope you have a shit Christmas”. 😂😂

@HelloDarlingWhatAreYouDoingHere
I'm still laughing about yours 10 minutes later!

A few more I've remembered.. (essay, sorry!)

Aged 12, I got sick and tired of my then best friend copying everything I owned. She was an only child, and even my mum was getting annoyed with it. A couple of times during our Design & Technology lessons at school, I made out I had left something in my school bag. Our bags were in the classroom next door which was unused. I got what I went for but also stole her dinner money (this was 2006/07). I then had my lunch, as I got free school meals and she would say 'oh someone has taken my money'. And tell others. She'd go hungry but if I got chips I'd share.
I then spent her money after school at the ice cream van that was always parked outside. 🙈
She was literally "little miss perfect" to her parents, but she was a right pain.

Another time, we were alone in our tutor form room and the cupboard shared with another classroom which had books, etc in was left open. We saw there were boxes of chocolates. We would sneak one or two now and then. Not enough so it was noticeable. Eventually our tutor did and mentioned it during registration but we never got found out.

I took £10 from my "step-sister's" purse before we went on a week's camping trip. I made out I found it by the garages near my childhood home. She realised on the car journey she had lost money but no one ever made thw link. I've never owned up, bur have since wondered how I could give it back. I don't see her now. Maybe I should donate it to a charity in her name or something.

I honestly have no idea why I stole because it's not me at all, but I've put it down to it being a stupid thing you do as a kid when I've thought about it since. I know now that I got "payback" in the wrong way.

Glad that's off my chest 😅

I used to squeeze goldfish to death. No idea why. I didn't become a serial murderer.

"Spirited"?
Try spiteful instead.

Why is that funny? Ffs 🤦🏼‍♀️

Once after watching doily making on Blue Peter I gathered up the hall curtains and cut lovely snowflake shapes into them. Mother was not amused…

I also once fell out with my cousin while staying at her house, I can’t remember why but I do remember she’d been a real horror to me. Woke up in the night and spotted her collection of little clay animals she’d spent days making. I crushed them all into a giant ball and put it by her bed.

Apart from that I was a saintly child. 😇

Maybe because he was the type to call a 7 yo a bitch?

@Justrolledmyeyesoutloud I put my mouse in a yoghurt pot, attached and twisted up some wool and let him spin! He flew out.
Also set him sailing on a soap dish in the sink.
I thought I was giving him adventures.

Neighbour was in the war and elderly, he would often think he was back at war and bang on the walls with his walking stick, run it along the radiator. Used to drive me mad and would usually be where my bedroom was. One day I snapped and used my Grandad’s walking stick to bang back. A couple of days later he was found having fallen over and had been banging on the wall morse code for ‘help’. I felt dreadful after :(

Get a grip. FGS. I don't think this thread is for you.

I had a lot of curiosity as a kid and did some horrible things. We had an incinerator in the backyard with a large metal lid, when it was fired up I’d find all sorts of bugs…snails, beetles, worms and throw them on the lid to see how they’d fry. How awful 😳

Wierd comment. When 80% of stuff on this thread could be seen as spiteful actually.

Not a bit weird.

Do think this thread needs to be referenced whenever someone's kid is beaten up in soft play and MN rushed to defend the hitter as they are 'only a child and not a little '.

There was a vile man lived close by me as a kid. He used to set his jack russel on me and he found it hilarious that I was so scared. I was 10. One day I saw him leaving his house and getting into a taxi. As I passed his house I saw the dog was left in the garden through the gaps in his side gate. I don't know what possessed me but I went up, put my hand over the gate to unlock it and let that dog out. It got run over apparently.