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Bad things you did in your childhood

Ok so heres some naughty things i done nothing too bad in my opinion :)

I stuck a pin facing up in my teachers chair and she sat on it and went crazy.

I kicked the legs on the school chairs to break them then bent them a few times to weaken it then made it look normal so when some of the kids sat down their chair would break and they would fall.

I ditched school allott

I blamed things on my friends so i wouldn't get in trouble.

I bent a ruler with a rubber on it and let go and watched it fly in the classroom, the ruler sometime shattered.

I put washing up liquid in orange juice to poisen my family. (This i still feel terrible for doing :,( )

I punched and kick walls/ doors

I use to bite the wooden tables and leave big chunks missing

I ran away a couple of times

The teachers use to send me to a room for naughty kids, i was mostly the only one in their, and i got sent to school anger management which they give me a card to be excused from lessons.

Thats some things but nothing seriously bad just the poisoning one :(

I cursed alott aswell
 
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I locked my granny out on the balcony and refused to open the door ( have being told this have no recollection of it)
Locked myself in, and wasn't able to open the door, as a result my granny had to get in through the window, in order to rescue me. ( no recollection of this either I was only 3 or 4 years old).
Have smashed quite a few items to pieces when I've lost my temper.
I am sure that there's much more on the list...but my brain refuses to remember...
 
Where do you want me to start… here’s a few things I’ve done:
I threw a block of ice in the back of the head of a girl who made fun of me.
I pushed a guy through a glass door because he called me a freak.
I tripped a mean teacher so she fell down the stairs (only five steps.)
I used a guy’s head to break a toilet… I had no intention of breaking the toilet though.
I got into fights.
I broke into abandoned buildings. Set fire to two buildings but managed to quell the flames.
I hit a guy in the ribs with a baseball bat.
I poured a corrosive liquid on to my dad’s ex-wife’s car. (I had my reasons)
I’ve vandalized school property.
I kicked a girl down the stairs (ten steps) because she laughed when a few people bullied me.
I’ve smashed windows, destroyed doors and thrown my desk clear across the classroom a couple of times.
I gave a couple of teachers some nasty bruises.
And I got away with it all…

but each and every one of those people provoced you first!
 
THIS.
And also I choked a baby chick to death (or so they told me, I was too young to remember).
I'm not sure if it's a ''bad'' thing since I had my reasons, but when I was twelve I broke 3 plastic chairs on top of my sister because I was so tired of her bullying me and no one believed me every time I tried to tell on her.

you were too young to remember, then you must've been too young to know right from wrong, especially since autistic people have strong memories from early childhood. and your sister bullied you constantly.
 
up to this day it bothers me, and sometimes makes me want to cry. when i was fourteen, we had guppie fish, finger size, and they'd eat their own babies if we didnt get the babes away from their mothers and the bigger fish right away.
anyway, one of them bit other fish without proocation constantly, and i thought i could make it stop by taking it out of the water for a few seconds every time it did it. i did this two or three times, and then i felt horrible and heartbroken because of the way it was thrashing and it kept biting other fish anyway. i wish i could go back in time and not do it. never did again.
i also deliberately poured a few spoonful of cooking oil in the aquarim water because i wanted my parents to buy a new aquarium. could've hurt the fish, but nothing happened.
 
When I was institutionalized as a teenager, I strangled another patient. She was suicidal, so it was a mutual arrangement and she just sat there and let me do it. I didn't succeed (thankfully), as one of the other patients in the room started screaming and the nurses rushed in. I spent three days in iso for that. That was one of many low points in my life.
 
I cooked live worms and ants.
We had been reading about Native American culture at school.
The book said that they used to make a popcorn-like food by putting ants on hot rocks.
My chore as a child was to burn the trash, so I was allowed matches to start the fire.
The worst part of these cooking experiments was I didn't eat what I cooked.

Also I committed what I think of now as the "Mary Tyler Moore type of sin" as a child.
I stomped ants on the sidewalk.
Nobody pointed out that they were living beings or that they could experience pain.
I was a little blonde girl and it was cute/expected that I should want to kill things like ants.
:(
 
I think that some of the worst things that I did were: I stole a brooch with faux gems in it when I was probably eight years old, I got mad at my mother once when I was very very young and tore up a toy that she had given me, and I stole a few library books from my elementary school.
 
I also stole. I would get a pop walk up to cash out behind a person and than walk out in eight grade.

I did this knowingly after I did this unknowingly a couple times
 
Got in a lot of fisticuffs with my brother. Ditched school, to hide in the woods and listen to the quiet. Broke stuff when I was having meltdowns. Some other stuff I don't want out here on the internet.
 
I put washing up liquid in orange juice to poison my family. (This i still feel terrible for doing :,( )

That makes me think of something Peter Kay once said in his stand-up show;

When he was a kid during one summer, he and his siblings were having a sale outside (where you would put a blanket down and try to sell the toys and other stuff you no longer wanted), and Peter had gotten angry because his sister was trying to sell a lot of his stuff that he didn't want to give away such as his Super-Stretch Armstrong, Millennium Falcon, etc.

As such, he tried to get his own back by using an ice cube tray to make an ice cube out of bleach and put it in his sister's drink - almost killing her with it. He didn't say what his punishment was but I bet his parents went ballistic.
 
When I was younger I really hated ants (especially when the flying ones arrived as one of them once flew into my mouth and I freaked out as I couldn't get it out), so I used to kill ants in different ways.
My most common way of killing them was to find all the spider webs I could and put ants in every one of them for the Spiders to eat. (I bet some of those Orb Weavers were wondering why they were catching 7 or 8 ants in less then an hour. :D)

One time when I was a bit older, I found a large ant nest under a large rock and - since it was a hot summer day - I resorted to a more classic method of killing them by getting a magnifying glass to cook them with the sun's focused light.
I took out a good portion of the colony before I had to go home. I can still remember that day pretty clearly, especially as one of the larger ants I killed actually sizzled and exploded!

Nowadays, while I still hate ants, I'm no longer that cruel.
 
AGXStarseed

It was the possibility of making ant popcorn
that interested me after we read about it at
school. But none of the ants I cooked popped
like corn.

Even if they had, I don't believe I would have
eaten them. That is the aspect that annoys
me about this past activity.

I just thought of the ants as small things that
didn't matter and I could have power over them.

Since that time I have enjoyed showing mercy
much more than exercising power.
 
I never stood up for myself or fought back, I regret that.

I was the complete opposite, I actually fought back, literally, which more often than not lead to me getting suspended for fighting against Bullies.

A bit less seriously though, back in the 80s I used to copy ZX Spectrum games.
 
I used to attack other kids for just looking 'annoying' to me, I didn't do it often, but I badly bit this boy in playschool for being too slow on the climbing frame, and when I was four or five I had this urge to attack a toddler in their stroller when I was out shopping with my parents,to this day I still cringe at the thought of it. The other child was not seriously hurt but I remember both his or her parents being outraged, and mine being mortified and embarassed.
 
Once when i was 8 not long after my parents broke up, my baby sister got a respiratory infection and my father was yelling and screaming at my mum and saying it was her fault for not looking after my sis properly.
So i ran into the back shed and wrote on the lawn mower with my finger on the dust...I will kill Jenna, I will kill *sisters name*, I will kill *mothers name*....
My mother found it and freaked out...they approached me and asked if i did it and i admitted to it.
But to this day, i have no idea why i did it...im guessing i was just really angry at my father for being so mad at my mum and me all the time and was hoping that he would get sent away.
 
Well, I guess the worst was when I was like 7yo and almost burned not only my house but the neighboor's. I was alone and wanted to play "maing protests" so I grabbed a woodstick, dampened in some car oil and tried to set a fire, well it didn't got fire at the moment, several minutes later I listened to my mother scream and well, the patio, as small part of it, was in fire. Luckly I live in fron of the fire department so they came instantly but that was scary as hell.
 
  • Read M-rated fanfiction when I was 8, maybe 10 years old. Mom only recently lifted the ban.
  • Read through the infamous Hogwarts Exposed and other graphic stories.
 

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