Lighthearted - is there anything that you did as a child that you feel guilty about to this day?

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Lighthearted post. Here are my things that have stuck with me:

Age 5 eating my brothers flake bar which he'd saved for days, then denying all knowledge

Age 12 (this is a bit outrageous), my best friend was coming for a sleepover. My mum told me she'd bought special snacks and rented a video because the next day my best friends mum was moving her to AUSTRALIA but she didn't know so I couldn't tell her. I didn't. We had a great sleepover but the whole time I was sad because I wouldn't see her again. She was telling me how her mum had booked for them to go to legoland the next day and she couldn't wait...the next day comes, she left, I got a phone call a few hours later saying her mum had lied about legoland and that they were at the airport to move to Australia :( she was sobbing and I had to act shocked.
I think about it all the time and wonder if I should have told her.

Please try not to feel guilty. She probably was trying to be helpful but probably realised from your reaction it was something really upsetting. I'm sure she soon brushed it off. It's normal to react angrily when something so awful has happened

I've read that story before. This is a journalist post.

I used to sell my free meals token for school dinners and buy cigarettes . I would then go home every day and say I was still starving..
There are so many others I couldn't possibly write about...

My sibling and I stole £10 each from a relative we were staying with - we found a stash of money hidden in their dining room, it looked like LOADS (but as an adult it was probably only a couple of hundred, and clearly being saved for something!) and we were idiots.

We always say karma got us IMMEDIATELY because we both had different big (for just-teenagers) bad things happen to us the week after, and we were terrified we'd been struck down by some kind of curse.

One of our parents finding out and being so disappointed they couldn't speak was all the punishment we needed, though. I still feel stomach-lurchingly sick when I think about it now.

I stole 20p out of Sarah's purse aged 11. I'd spent all my lunch money on sweets and I wanted 20p for a plate of chips.

Sarah I'm so sorry!

Oh yes - we used to go round the village carol singing for "Save the Children".

No prizes did guessing which children were saved by the benevolent donations received.... 🤣

I even remember we all agreed it was fine because we were not lying after all.

I needed the loo whilst in the living room. So climbed on the sofa and sat on the back and weed onto the wall. Why I have no idea!

I once stole a round bubblegum from the village shop, and once some itching powder from a department store. Both were things my parents wouldn't let me buy. They found out and I got into a lot of trouble. Never did it again after that.

Age 6 - collected frogspawn for the science table in school to watch it progress. Got some on my hands, freaked out, squashed the majority of it into blue paper towels and denied it. Still feel guilty. And also still hate having ‘stuff’ on my hands !

When I was younger there used to be this girl who lived right across the road. She wasn’t really a friend as such, she was one of those girls who would play with me when nobody else was around but would ignore/sort of exclude me at school or if other friends were there. We both liked Bratz dolls - she had a big collection of them and loads of clothes and accessories like a tour bus, cars, bikes etc. I had only one doll which was Chloe. One day we were both at her house and she went to the toilet. I took my Chloe’s clothes off and put a little dress on my Chloe and then put my Chloe’s clothes back on top. So basically I just stood from her. I didn’t want the dress really, I don’t know why I did it. And for weeks afterwards I thought about it and realised I’d stolen from a girl basically just because I didn’t like her.

When we were like 12 me and my brother were with some friends at a wooded area and some other kids came and set a mattress on fire.
Being the responsible kids we were we decided we needed to call the fire service but were all too scared. So the idiot that did ring massively exaggerated it and said all the trees were on fire.

Obviously fire service arrived with full sirens to nothing but a group of kids and we didn't get chance to explain that there was a mattress on fire that had since gone out.

I still feel so ashamed at wasting their time.

We hid our parents’ Friday night treat of one can of Special Brew and small packet of crisps (this was in the 1970’s and was to share between them) and wouldn’t tell them where they were. I can see them now, searching the garden by torchlight with us giggling out of our bedroom window and shouting warmer or colder.
Thought it was really funny at the time, but now can see how hard it must have been for two very badly off twenty-somethings working all the hours God sent, while cursed with two very horrible little girls, not to scream and lock us out of the house until we brought the goods back in.

Primary 3 and going out for play time me and my mate stepped over our teacher when she’d fallen over. Didn’t tell a soul and came back into class to be told she was off to hospital, she needed surgery for a nasty elbow break 🙈

I don’t know why we didn’t tell another adult, I don’t know why we silently stepped over her either as if she couldn’t see us or was asking us to fetch help!

23 years later and I am still riddled with guilt over it!

Keeping quiet when one of my primary school friends was mean to the boy next door. We were about 10. He was a sweetheart and I should have stood up for him.

My 92 year old mum just confessed that when she and her mates were only little, they, too, spent their friend's dad's coin collection...she still feels guilty 85 years later😂
She confessed when I was telling her about my thieving ways😅..apple doesn't fall far and all that

I was a horrible child, always up to something.
I pushed a coat rack downstairs at school when I knew a teacher I didn't like was coming up them. Ran away cackling.
In needlework I thought I'd see how many tacking pins I could push into a girl's hair before she noticed, I got to about 20 when she felt something and shook her head and pins went all over the teachers desk. I got accused of throwing pins at the teacher and felt very indignant.
Worse thing I ever did which 45 years later makes me feel awful was going up the railway embankment with a friend and throwing stones at trains. One driver stopped and chase us, caught us and cracked our heads together.
I was so terrified my Dad would find out.
@XenoBitch your lift story made me laugh for ages, although I like to think I'm a decent kind adult I must still have an inner wicked streak!

Sitting in a park, far away from home (so nobody knew us) and shouting abuse at random people. Lucky we didn't get lamped.