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When I Was A Kid
You've carried a big burden on your shoulders for years - ever since you lost your mom's favorite bracelet you've denied you had anything to do with it. Tell us about it. Ashamed that you sucked your thumb until you were 12? Or are you ready to confess that it was you who threw your brother's comic book collection into the toilet?

Kids do all kinds of things, some well-intentioned, some quite purposefully mean-spirited. If you're ready to tell about your embarrassing childhood acts, then post your confession now.

Important note: This section is not for confessions that involve sex with children or sexual situations where children were involved. Any such postings will be deleted immediately you sick twisted fuck.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was a little boy, I would get home from school before my sister did. She always wore a dress. When she came home the first thing she would do is go upstairs and change into jeans. I hung around near the bottom of the stairs and as soon as she headed upstairs, I stood at the bottom of the stairs and watched her walk up the steps. I just looked up her dress looking at her panties. I don't think she knew I was looking up her dress. She never said anything.

    #4267 — Comments (8) — Jan 18, 2009 at 7:32 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I had just graduated from 8th grade and that's when boys were initiated by older girls/boys. I was throwing a tennis ball against a wall and then I would catch it, you know just minding my own business. One boy and four girls that I all knew came up to me and one boy held my arms behind me and one of the girls unbuckled my belt. I knew what they were going to do. I managed to break away and run. The boy chased me and after awhile he caught me. He brought me back to the girls. The girls took me to the ground and they managed to take my T shirt and shoes and pants off. Of course, they were all laughing at me because I only had tighty whities and socks on. They gave me my shoes back and they told me to put them on. So all I am wearing is a pair of tighty whities and shoes and socks. You could imagine how funny I looked to them especially the girls. One girl said let's take his undies off and I begged them not to. They said they wouldn't but one girl got behind me and pulled the back of my undies down and exposed my ass and of course they laughed. Finally, they said they would give me my pants and T shirt back but before they did, I had to skip up and down the street in my underpants. They laughed really hard when I was skipping.
    This happened in the night so the neighbors didn't see what happened, at least I don't think so. Two of the girls live on my street. They never initiated me again after this, thank goodness.

    #4266 — Comments (18) — Jan 16, 2009 at 5:27 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    During a summer at school me and a group of friends were out during the lunch break and saw a girl from a rival school. We chased after her ready to slap her - don't ask me why, her school an ours always fought - we chased her round a corner and rang slap bang into a large group of girls from her school.

    We had to high tail it out of there but I got caught and dragged into their school building and was taken inot the restroom.

    I was forced to drink cup after cup of water from the water fountian there until the inevitable happened, I wet myself and was let out after that and had to take the go home and get changed. I barely made it back to school in time for the classes

    #4265 — Comments (0) — Jan 16, 2009 at 5:49 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    One of the posts on the original thread reminds me of what me and my 2 friends did to someone.

    Though, we only stripped her and throwed her, her clothes in the river. Nothing more just laughed at that and she had to swim after them and walk home.

    Then, this happened to us. Just like she wrote, except those three girls were us.

    "Two weeks later the three girls that did this to me were found in the same woods, tied naked to trees with lipstick on their bodies (drawings of dicks and words pointing to main body parts) their panties covered in river plants and put over their heads... My sister has never admitted it but I believe she got revenge for me."

    Yes, in this instance it was her sister that got us back.

    #4264 — Comments (0) — Jan 15, 2009 at 4:48 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Anyone ever got revenge on a bully at school? Or been a bully and had somebody get back at them?

    The 2nd happened to me once when someone I picked on got back at me.

    It happened when I was sixteen and this coloured girls statred school. She was 14 and me and my best friend picked on her all the time and made some dispariging comments about her race. We were both young and stupid and didn't know any better at the time - though that is no excuse.

    One day we were boht teasing her on the way home and we could see tears welling up in her eyes and we carried on until she started to cry and teased her for that. She then ran off into an area of waste ground near our estate and we gave chase.

    When we caught up with her we decided to push her around but we didn't know how strong she was plus she did some judo. She planted her foot on my friend stomach and flipped her on her back. I was so shocked to see my friend down I went for her and tried to slap her but she punched me in the stomach and winded me and we both went down. She dragged me by my hair to an old builidng that was there and gave me some more tummy punches and I started to cry. She did the same to my friend and ordered us to strip off, I was too scared I so was she that we did that sobbing, she picked up our things and ran off with them. We were both shivering and sobbing like that for over 40 mins before she came back and dumped our clothes outside. She yelled they were there and took off.

    From that day onwards we never bullied anybody at school

    #4263 — Comments (2) — Jan 15, 2009 at 1:36 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was 8 we got new neighbors and they had a daughter my age. She soon started getting bossy and trying to but into everything I did. One day she got on my go cart and wouldn't get off. She was demanding for me to start it and some other neighbor kids were watching. So I decided to put her in her place and drag her off it. I managed to pull her out into the yard but ripped her shorts doing it.
    She grabbed me and took me down. I was surprised how strong she was. Much stronger than me. She really kicked my butt! Punching and scratching me, and rubbing my face in the grass. I couldn't get away from her.
    Then she started shredding my clothes. Tearing my shirt to pieces and ripping my shorts off! I was left wearing my shoes, socks, some rags from my shirt, and tighty whities.

    #4262 — Comments (24) — Jan 11, 2009 at 9:08 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was a little bitty baby my mammy would rock me in my cradle in them old cotton fields back home.

    #4261 — Comments (1) — Jan 9, 2009 at 10:48 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was about 14 I guess I was a bit weird and didn't hang out with a lot of other kids and didn't have brothers or sisters.

    A friend from school had a sleepover and I was invited. It was exciting as I hadn't gone to one before. Well, long story short, I got horny and, not knowing any better, assumed that it was okay to take care of it the way I usually did. I asked the other girls if anyone else was feeling horny and wanted to do it as well. Needless to say I totally misjudged that room. i got called Fish Fingers for years after that.

    #4260 — Comments (7) — Dec 28, 2008 at 4:44 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was little, probably about 8 or so, I would poop on the carpet outside the bathroom whenever my brother was taking a bath. My mom would come out and yell at the poor dog.

    I also once locked the door to my room and pooped in a small plastic container. Then I had no idea what to do with it, I think I threw it over the fence in the back yard.

    There was this girl that lived next door, she used to poop in our back yard while we watched, and sometimes I'd poop too.

    In fact, when I was really little (like "learning how to write" age), I used to draw really complicated machinery designed to take poops away via belts and whatnot.

    I have no idea why I was so obsessed about pooping. I'm an adult now and repulsed by scat porn and not overly anal retentive. I guess just one of those things....

    #4259 — Comments (0) — Dec 16, 2008 at 4:26 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was about 14, and probably servicing myself about 4 times a day, I was obsessed with naked women. When my step-dad's younger sister moved into our house, I was determined to see her naked. I had to do a lot of mental rationalizing that she was not my blood relative, so it would be ok if I saw her naked.

    So one night I sneaked out of my room after she came home and got in the shower. I waited for her to come into her room, and I was looking in the window. I had to take off the screen and position her curtains just right so there was a crack in them that I could see through. Once I got the screen back on, I squatted at the windowsill and waited. She came out of the shower in her towel, and I was so excited! But something went wrong. She was headed straight for the crack I had left in the curtains. HOLY SHIT!

    I hunched down into a ball under the window, hoping against hope that she wouldn't see me there. She began to speak, and I thought I was a goner. But she was talking to my mom's cat! She thought that the cat had made the crack in the curtains! I hunched down and waited for her to turn off the light, trembling with fear. When she finally went to bed, I crawled shamefully out of my hiding place and went back into my bedroom. That was the first and last time I ever tried anything remotely resembling peeping tommery.

    #4258 — Comments (2) — Dec 13, 2008 at 8:48 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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