When I was a little kid I put crayons in the microwave to try to make candles (😔 I was stupid). What was worse was that I had melted them in a play-dough cup. My dad had already told me to stop because it would melt, but I had already used it twice and figured that he was just making shit up. So I used it a third time and when the timer went off I went to pick it up. Only this time (just like my dad said) the bottom had melted and crayon spilled all over the microwave. I frantically tried to wipe it up with diapers, but the wax started to dry. Just as I started scraping it, my mom angrily came in and I cried and told her "Just ground me mom. Just ground me" I was grounded.
not that I think this is helpful or will ever be to you again lol, but if you use a hair dryer on the hot setting and a paper towel you can wipe the melted wax off
I once went on a short exchange program to england, and i lost my phone in one of the buses we got on. But since my parents needed to stay in touch with me, they actually sent money so i would be able to buy another phone. I lost that one too, also in a bus.
@@TrelliessRose both times i just left it there under the impression that i put it in my backpack. and then realized that it was missing when it was too late
When I was quite young, myself and my sisters were at the house of some of our friends, who were also three siblings like us. We were all really into monsters and mythical creatures so these friends told us that over the past few days, they had come to the conclusion that giant man-eating spiders were going to invade the country so we would have to leave the country asap and we couldn't tell the adults because they wouldn't believe us. So we all headed in the general direction of the beach, planning to swim to the nearest country. At one point, we saw a police car in the distance and assumed that our parents had sent the police out to look for us so in a panic, we immediately all ran off into different directions. I jumped into a ditch and hid under a small countryside bridge for about an hour, the whole time, terrified of my parent's reaction if the police found me and also still terrified of the prophesied giant man-eating spiders. Eventually my parents and my friends' parents found us all. Turns out they hadn't called the police but were absolutely furious that we had disappeared for hours and were all hiding in different places at least a kilometre away from the house. It's the only time I've actually been grounded since my family don't really do groundings, I was also immediately sent to my room with no dinner that evening. To this day I still think that that punishment was undeserved considering I genuinely thought the country was going to be invaded by giant man-eating spiders.
@@aaronh9402 why would you need an extra key if you already have one? This is for the teens who got keys but the chain on the door when you get back, or the bolt slid on the back door, or the window got locked after you left. What you gonna do then? Knock or try to sneak in in the morning?
Mine was waking up at 11 when my classes were at 8, and ended at 12, and sleepily deciding to just skip class, only to awaken 2 hours later scared af that the professor would call my parents. I was in uni...
When 3 cops showed up to my house because someone saw me put my friend in the trunk at a gas station and thought I was kidnapping him. I hadn't had my licence for a year yet so I wasn't supposed to be driving other people under 18. I also had 9 people in a car that sat 5. Which is why my friend in the trunk. I thought I would lose my liscense until I was 21 but I only got a $200 ticket. 😥 I now realise how dangerous that was if someone rear ended me he would have been killed.
I lost my mom's ruby earrings during recess and I was convinced that I was going to be disowned so I made my friends promise to adopt me if they did. 😂
Had a vaping competition when i was 17 to see who could blow the biggest clouds between me and my friend. It was 2:30 A.M. and we were standing right under the smoke detector. It went off and my parents rushed up stairs. I was grounded for a week and they have never trusted me the same way since.
When I was like 6 or 7 I took a rock and started drawing with it on my neighbors car. The neighbor came back while me and my friend were playing next to the car that looked like a 6 or 7 drew on it with a rock and ended up calling the police. My friend Lied all the time so he was brilliant but I believed everything and never lied at that time and when he so convincingly said we didn’t do it to the cops I started believing him in actually not doing it. The cops stayed for About an hour and decided to leave because there wasn’t enough evidence. A few weeks later I told my dad that it was me and we went to the police station had a chat with an officer that didn’t give a fuck and that’s it... however I thought I was gonna die when telling my dad
I don't even understand why that was a big deal, when my ex would come sleep over my dad actually thanked us for taking showers together cause that saved a lot of water lol
Three things: 1) Fairly minor… as a young teen (13 or so), my “room” was actually the bar my father had started to build in the basement. I was small enough at that time to fit through the small windows that the basement had.. and often snuck out at night to meet with my bf and just go for walks and talks. He only lived a couple of blocks from my house, so we’d go our separate ways at the end of the walk. One night after our walk, I was walking back to my place and was stopped by police who escorted me to my house and rang the doorbell until my parents came down… 2) I got pregnant at 18 and plans were in progress for my (then 21 year old) bf and I to get married. I lost the baby and bf and I decided to wait on getting married, since there was no real reason to rush after the loss of our child. We planned to tell both sets of parents at the same time, but his were out of town so we delayed until their return. This would have worked well, except that the church publishes wedding banns in the church bulletin once a month for three months prior to weddings, and the first one was published before his parents returned. My mother reads every word of those bulletins… 3) After the wedding cancellation, things were decidedly cold in my parents’ house, so I determined to find work and move out. I did. Well, my bf was going through much the same things as I was, so we decided to get an apartment together, since it would save us a bunch on rent After living on my own for 3 months, I called my parents to let them know I would be moving in with bf in the new year… just shy of my 19th birthday… My mother's response was classic “This is the kind of behavior I’ve come to expect from you. No good will come of living with him without marriage. Please think about this and do not expect a welcome for you and the “sin-in-law” until you are man and wife.” I married him 4 years later, after he completed college and found a good paying job. I have known and loved this man since I was 12 years old,,, and I am 64 now and still as much in love with him as I was then. My parents love him too.. I regret nothing
i was about 12, and it was some weird hentai i’m pretty sure. I get this think from the police, with my open camera streaming myself and a small description saying i violated some very specific legislation. Started almost crying and begging ‘the police’ that were recording me to have mercy and be understanding. Eventually i force close my laptop. Scared enough I tell my grandma. Pretty chill family so i didn’t get nagged, we closed down the laptop for three days and removed the battery. I was thinking how I was gonna hide the laptop for when the cops came lmfao. My dad was abroad, so we also told him since i was so scared. Again, nothing happened by him either. Eventually i just went back and opened it and the stupid virus was gone, looking back it was so stupid but it makes me laugh how dumb i was. Family not really tech experts so they were kinda confused too and probably believed it was real just as much as me
I had the exact same one in grade 8 or 9 and I panicked for like 10 minutes but was smart enough not to flush my tablet down the toilet and just rationally figure out how to get rid of the page.
One time when I was ten my mom brought a jar of coconut oil into the basement and told me to put a little on my hands (because I had horrendously dry chapped hands as a kid). I was putting it on and accidentally got some on one of my friends. So, she took some out of the jar and threw it at me. Soon ensues a food fight between four 10 years olds and with a gallon of coconut oil. We used the whole thing and my entire basement was trashed. There was oil in the carpet, oil seeped/stained into the floorboards and walls, oil on the ceiling, oil on the windows. My mom was livid. It’s been almost 7 years and we still weren’t able to get the stains out, and she’s still mad about it.
I spilled oil on the kitchen floor one day and I tried covering it up with a light blue carpet Let’s say that carpet is green And will forever stay green...
Mine was an actual "my dad's gonna kill me" moment. He tried to overtake a car that didn't want him to overtake. Another car was coming the other way and my dad gave up and pulled back in at the last second. Thanks dad-
PANDEM!C that’s not possible u would be dead right now drinking a fucking mouthful of vodka at 11 would send u too the hospital let alone half a fucking bottle
At my aunts wedding when I was 9 I was supposed to be the girl who lifted the brides veil but I didn’t hear them call me because I was messing around with the spiral staircase. When I heard my mom yell at me I fell off the rail and my damn dress lifted up when I was face first. In front of the entire crowd. I was fine tho
Not my parents but my grandma. My grandpa is a N. Irish immigrant, my grandma is a german/welsh. One day I was watching the news about the Berlin wall coming down and racism came up. SO I was about 9 years of age and I didn't know what racism was. Decided to ask my grandpa what racism was. He told me to go say something to my grandma which turned about to be the racist terms for German and Welsh people. I didn't know they were so was confused why I had to say weird words to my grandma. I did it anyways. My grandma was at the stove and she went stiff and wrapped her hand ever slowly around the caste iron pan handle as she asked where I herd those words. I can't explain to you, but it's the day I learned to fear my grandmother and I was to scared to do anything but say grandpa. I swear nothing says wrath like a stone faced woman with a caste iron pan firmly in grip. Figured out what racism was really fast as well as never piss off my grandma. Yes, grandpa got beat.
I had a bottle of blue paint sitting on my window cell. Dont ask me why i just did. It was summer and i had my window open and a gust of wind blew the paint off, it fell and the cap busted off and blue paint got all over my walls, all over my floor, on my bedsheets. Even worse i walked in to my room about 10 min after and it was already drying, i got it off my walls and floors thank god , my parents still don't know but i surely feared for my life that day...
When I was about 7 or 8 I broke my moms very expensive mirror. I was in BIG trouble, but my mom forgave me and bought another mirror later that day. When night came around I was fooling around and broke the second mirror. Twice, in the same day. My mom wasn't as generous second time around
I was caught not cleaning my room one day, dad kicked me out in short pants and a t-shirt in mid-winter, I thought I was going to run away but realized I was 9 years old and completely incapable and the nearest bus station was god knows where. So I went to the top floor to pretend I left forever. Resisted apologizing and stayed out until he kept bargaining with me. Parents are all bark -.-
A long time ago, when I was in Elementary School. The whole school was sent to the cafeteria to see a special show put on by Ronald McDonald ( a fake one, of course.) During the show, we had a spelling contest and six students were chosen to stand on stage and play. I was one of the chosen. During the show, I was told to spell "STAR" , but I ended up spelling it out as "S-T-A-R-E" and got it wrong. After I was told I was wrong and someone else spelled it right, I got mad and did what any self-respecting child would do on stage. I pulled my pants down and mooned Ronald McDonald Despite how funny the kids thought it was, the teachers didn't think so, and I found myself hauled off to the principals office. But that wasn't scary part. The scary part was when they decided to call my dad -who was a sheriff at the time- to come and take me home for the day. My father was the type of man who raised his son by the belt. So I was dreading the idea of seeing him and whatever ill-born fate that awaited me. Soon enough, he arrived to the office and heard the story from the principal. He turned to my shrunken form, while I stare down at his impossibly huge shoes and listened as he asked in that parental tone that you know you screwed up. "So. . . you mooned Ronald McDonald?" ". . . Yes, sir" I replied, hesitantly. My stomach doing flip-flops from sheer terror. A moment passed, and I could hear him take a deep breath before he slowly let it out. My tiny body tensed; waiting for his verdict. "Son. . . " He started in that same serious tone. "I am so proud of you." That day, both the teacher and I shared the same dumbfounded expressions when that hulking man patted me on the shoulder and took me home. I'm pretty sure we got ice cream after that, but I can't fully remember. . . Twenty years later, my father still tells that story to the whole family and friends when he gets the chance. It always gets a laugh.
I remember being horribly shouted at every time I was late, no matter if 20 minutes or 2. It got to a point when I genuinely panicked every time I went out. I was home 5 or 10 minutes before deadline, always. To this day I get really irrationally scared when I feel like I’m going to be late somewhere. I’m starting to think that my parents used borderline abuse to make me punctual.
I got caught with a stolen car full of neighborhoods worth of stolen items. 16 years old, I received my first felonies and a list full of burglary and weapons charges... I have to say though, I’m glad I got my criminal activities out as a child. Obviously the system is much more lenient
When I was a kid I was playing with a little football. Kicked it up into the air and apparently didnt think about which direction I should kick it in. It smashed through the second story toilet window, parents were only slightly mad weirdly enough.
My dad was doing a trial for a chair, so we basically had a over £1000 chair in our house to see if he liked it (he has back problems) and if he didn't he would just return it, no charge. Well he didn't like it but the people were coming to collect it another day, so im sitting on it drinking a glass of milk and then I spilled the milk everywhere I mean EVERYWHERE it went on the new carpet we had just bought, the keyboard of our computer, all over myself and ON THE CHAIR. THE FREAKING CHAIR. So he had to buy the chair as he couldn't return it and he found it really uncomfortable so doesn't even use it. My punishment? Him pouring milk on me. Honestly I deserved it though
On Halloween once, my cousins were over and there was a strobe light in my bedroom window to make it look all creepy, so my cousins and I went up into my room and started dancing to Michael Jackson “Thriller” and the strobe light made me dizzy and I fell and put a huge hole in the wall
Well, this happened to me when I was 15. I was at my girlfriend's place and we were along so we decided(as usual) to do it while their parents were out. In the middle of the "action", her dad came to the house and I just don't know how fast I was able to put my clothes on and hide under the bed. I had to stay there for 3 hours because, unfortunately, all her family was there already. I was like "oh fuck it, her dad and her mom are gonna kill, my mom is gonna kill me after and my father is gonna finish the job". Luckily, after 3 hours of waiting, she took her parents away for 30 min and I was able to get out of the house and run to my house(which was close to hers tbh). 5 years after me and my ex talk about it from time to time and we just can't stop laughing about how ridiculous and scary it was for us.
These stories are suprisingly down to earth. I legit expected hundrets of thousads of moolah for damage repairs. Also, thank you all mightly magical duck.
This ones actually from my mom and aunt but it’s still really funny. So years ago when my mom and aunt were teenagers they were in the living room the day after some brand new off-white carpet was installed. My mom, being the rebellious teenager she was at the time, was eating pizza despite my grandmas strict no-food-in-the-living-room rule. My aunt for some ungodly reason was going on a rant about how dumb quarter length sleeves are and flung out her arms in rage, smacking the pizza out of my moms hand. It flipped over and landed face down on the new carpet. When they picked it up it left a perfect triangle of grease right on the new carpet. They called my grandpa in a panic and all my grandpa said was “i don’t know what you were thinking but you’d better get that cleaned up before your mom gets home.” I don’t know how but they got it all cleaned up and the first time my grandma heard of this story was when my mom told me about it at a family dinner. Luckily she found it super funny.
2017, I got a car for my birthday (truly not something I was raised to expect, but due to my parents work schedules it was necessary that I be able to transport myself to work and school) and worked my ass off to get my license in time. Slowly my dance teacher started causing me intense anxiety so I began skipping school almost daily right before her class (5th period), but eventually it became whenever I could, I would just leave school and not come back, as early as during or after 3rd period. Then I started driving around when my mom wasn't home, getting food, driving friends (though I wasn't legally allowed passengers), etc, you get the idea. In May, my sister was suicidal and depressed and went to the hospital, and that night I was babysitting. I was supposed to come home around 12, but I was so emotionally a wreck and just done and I got the sudden urge to drive to Baltimore (>45 min away), so I just did. I knew my mom was at the hospital so she wouldn't know. I drove all the way there, looked at the skyline, cried a little, then drove all the way back home. Bought myself more than $20 of Taco Bell, and drove home, ready to eat it all and watch some TV (it's like 2am at this point). I get home and my mother's car is in the driveway. Thought I was screwed, but she just basically said that she understood if I was a little crazy at the time, and we cried together, then she ate some of my tacos with me before going back to the hospital. That was an awful day but a good night.
When I was younger a friend and I were fooling around with each other and teasing nudes back and forth.. Well I was supposed to be going to bed but my parents caught me awake and took the device I was using to talk and take the pics and my oh shit moment was when they took it cuz I knew they would look through it
About two months ago, I decided it was a good idea to try out driving for the first time. I snuck out of the house with my dads car keys and drove around my apartment complex for around 20 min. Then, I got back to see my dad standing in front of the parking space. I got caught. The worst part was, that my parents got suspicious, and so the week after, they found some weed I bought from a kid at school. I bought that weed 9 or 8 months ago, but stopped because I didn't like it. I forgot all about it and my parents found it. And now, my parents don't trust me with anything. My life has been hell for the past 3 months and I regret everything I did but I can't turn back now.
One year ago on 04/20 (20/04/18) my parents caught the weed I had hidden in my drawer, when my father called me my heart was beating so fast I thought I would have had a cardiac arrest lmao. It was awful but still epic because of the irony of that day
I had a horrible habit of never keeping my room clean. It was messy all the time. Mom told me if it wasn't done by the weekend she was bagging all the stuff left on my floor and throwing it away. I just shoved everything under my bed and put pillows around it like a wall so it just looked like I had guest blankets and pillows folded under there. I came home from school the next day and called me upstairs. I went into my room and she had like 30 trash bags filled with everything I owned....I had to start doing more shifts at my part time job as mom told me I could pay $10 for one bag at a time....kept my room pretty clean for the most part after that
5:33 I think she knows that it's her fault for being a bad example (her and the father) and already knows what being yelled at for smoking at that age feels like and that it doesn't solve any problem. My father used to smoke, but he made it very obvious that smoking is the worst thing you can do to yourself, he then stopped at around 60 something after he got cancer. It's like seriously people, don't smoke and definetly not around your kids. Or at least make it obvious that you're stupid for doing so and they shouldn't be.
In middle school my best friends brother lit a school bus on fire(at night, no kids) while we were with him. Both tires blew up. It was nuts. It made it to the national news and everything. Needless to say my parents were not happy
2 years old, I made my way into my dad's Alfa Romeo Spyder, which was parked in our driveway (an incline) facing towards the street. Somehow, with my little baby strength, I disengaged the emergency brake, and the car rolled backwards, at which point _the door caught the fence and came clean off._ Somehow my mom managed to catch up with the car and engage the emergency brake, but considering the car, and how much it must have cost to reattach that door... yeah.
I was approached by a man who grabbed me and became angry while making sexual comments towards me. I got away luckily without harm, and had to call the police. I was worried that when I told my parents, they would get angry at me and blame me for the whole thing. My mom understood, and sympathized with me, but my dad blamed me and became angry that I didn't do anything about it.
Karkat Vantas I would use that to guilt my dad for the rest of my life. THE biggest DICK move I’ve ever read. Definitely would try to use it to end any arguments he’d have with me.
@@allyli1718 haha, yeah...I wish I could. He always has an "I'm correct no matter what" mindset. This happened days ago, and things are still difficult. He said he was just trying to scare me into learning how dangerous it was, but I told him that the situation was enough to do so, and that I already knew how dangerous things can get.
@@panzerkrieg3509 its alright. I'm used to how he acts in a way. I'm in college, and I am building my future while he drinks and grows weed. My mom is super sweet, and I have her.
One time about 5ish month ago, I was hanging out with this one girl (now girlfriend) in her basement. I remember her grandma called her and said she was "down the Street gonna be there in a few minutes" I didn't have time to go out to my car in the drive way, so she told me to hide behind the hot water heater, I'm 6'4 and 250lbs so it didnt hide me very well, or so I thought. I sat there terrified while her grandma berated her on how her room was a mess etc. She left maybe 5 min after and I sighed the biggest sigh in my life.
I almost flunked my senior year of high school because I procrastinated this huge project required to graduate. I stopped going to school the last two weeks of school with the excuse of "I'm working on this project" but I made very little progress with each passing day. It wasn't until the counselor called my dad about my absences and that I would not be walking. I kicked it into gear and spent two whole days working on it, and just barely managed to graduate. Apparently, the whole situation became somewhat of a meme in my class, because this one kid passed around goodie bags with personalized messages on them on the last day of class, and mine said that everyone sort of made fun of me for it.
My parents bought a computer when I was little. This was about twenty years ago so they weren't as common and were very expensive. I decided to have a go on it and broke it. I sat hidden in the woods at the local park for hours until my sister found me and assured me that I wouldn't be killed if I went home.
The front of our school was decorated with large riverbed rocks that probably weighed about 5-10 pounds. We quickly found out that they could be rolled like bowling balls. In 8th or 9th grade one morning before class, we were rock bowling when a friend of mine does something (I don't remember what) that he knew would moderately annoy me. I decide to terrorize him by rolling rocks at him. They were easy to dodge, but he was gratifying me by acting scared. He runs, I give pursuit. I finally get him cornered down the long walkway heading into the main entrance. The main entrance has giant glass windows from the ceiling to the ground. I remembered this fact when the last rock was about halfway to him. I took off for the side entrance before it even got there. Got to my classroom so fast that the first-period teacher actually vouched for me when the office staff came in looking for me. The school office is immediately inside the main entrance and my friend had no chance of escape. He was almost in tears trying to convince them it wasn't him. I denied my guilt at first because we were literally surrounded by a crowd of teachers and curious students. I fessed up once the crowd dispersed because apparently, I valued the friendship more than my life. The punishment from my parents wasn't much more than death stares, though (can't remember if I got an official punishment from the school or not), but the dread from spending the whole school day knowing I was f*cked probably took a few years off my lifespan.
My story I went to rehab during my junior year, about 13 days before my birthday. The weekend before my parents shipped me off, on a Sunday, me and my boyfriend at the time had a bit of fun between the sheets. That Thursday they sent me off. About 3 weeks into my stay at the residential treatment center I started to feel weird bodily feelings and had strange problems, which id never experienced. It dawned on me that I might be pregnant, because my boyfriend and I hadnt used protection. My parents, being the strict, oldfashioned adults they are, would have mounted my ass on the wall if they found out I was pregnant. To make matters worse, the rehab center I was at couldnt take care of me if I was pregnant, and would be forced to tranfer me 2 states over. I asked a staff member what she thought about the symptoms and she said something like "which of the staff do you feel more comfortable with telling your parents youre pregnant?" Stomach hit the goddamn floor. Finally after a week of dread I got a prgnancy test. I did it and handed it off to the staff members. I waited... and waited... for a whole ass 5 minutes before they finally told me I was not pregnant. Was so relieved I bout passed out. Most terrifying time of my life.
Happened today* I went to the doctor with my mom and brother because my mom got our Medi-Cal renewed. It was hot outside so my mom said to wear a short sleeve shirt. I almost had a panic attack because if I did that then they will see my self harm scars. I convinced my mom to wear a jacket so I did. It turns out I didnt need vaccinations until June...
It was in seventh grade. In my school, there was this (optional) after school study hall thing where you’d sit in a class for an hour and a half with a small group of people and you would do your homework and things like that. You were supervised by a random teacher. He/she would help you with your work and make you (quietly of course) recite your lessons if there were things you had to revise. The school gave out to the people who’d sign up for this study hall thing small notebooks. Basically each session you would write the work you had to do inside it and then get it checked and signed by the supervising teacher at the end of the session. Your work also had to be signed by your parents when you came home. To put it simply, I forged my parents’ signature everyday for about a month or two. I got caught. I still remember the mental breakdown I had in the bathroom that day. Thought my life was over. I learned my lesson and never forged a signature ever again.
My brother got home from "an after school project". Walked into the living room, we all said hi. He just stared at us then walked around. We could all tell something was wrong, and I ask if he's okay. He looks at me straight in the eyes then bolts into the restroom. He turned on the shower and stayed there for two hours. My mom was extremely worried and knocked down the door. Pulled the shower curtain and screamed because my naked brother was passed out in a puddle of his own puke. She woke him up and asked if he was drunk and my brother said he didn't even drink that much. Ordered us to drag him to his room so he could get over his hangover. He didn't go to school the next morning and I leave with my sisters thinking that was the last time I would ever see him. Got him from school and his eyes are swollen and his cheeks are red. They have a few scratches, probably because my mother has long nails. He told me that he was hanging out with the wrong type, and they wanted to try some weed but he refused. They said, "At least drink a little bit." He did, but he told me he regrets it. He's a very good brother, but he isn't perfect. He makes mistakes. It shook us up a lot because my dad is a wandering drunk who comes home sometimes and wants us to treat him like we can't believe we have such a good dad. Hopefully he won't do it again.
i turned 21 recently.. a month ago i had a car accident (i bumped in the car in front of me with about 10kmh, not a big crash).. i was so nervous when i had to tell my parents, even though we have a really good relationship :D they were pretty chill so i got that going
3:47 It's actually pretty impressive, in my opinion, that a 10 year old thought quickly enough to hit the brake and tell his friend to leave the car and ask for help. If I were his dad, I'd ground him for life, because that could've ended up in a tragedy, but I'd also congratulate him on his quick thinking.
When I was 12-13, my friend stayed the night at my house. His uncle had a house just down the road he visited often. His uncle and aunt always had alcohol in their garage fridge. They also for some reason always kept the garage door unlocked. Me and my friend took advantage of this and noticed they were away from there house. We stole a bottle of wine, a bottle of fireball, and 4 beers. We went home with our prizes and planned on drinking at night. Once shitfaced drunk, we decided to sneak out to go do something fun. We drank the beers while we were outside and got even drunker. Once ducking from every car we passed seemed like too much work we decided to go back home. While we were almost home we had the genius idea to get more alcohol from his uncles. We got inside, but being drunk and quite is pretty difficult. We knocked over a broom and then went downstairs, we heard his uncle get up. There were sliding doors in front of us which we probably should've ran out of but we decided to hide. They had two dogs like liked me decently but loved my friend. His uncle yelled from the stairs to come out or hes gonna let the dogs get us. At this point my friend was on the other side of the basement hiding in a closet. I was hiding behind a door in my friends spare room. They came down with the dogs and luckily they found my friend first. His uncles knew he was staying with me so they knew I was down there with him, and looked for me. His aunt walked in the room and didn't see me, but of course she had to leave the room and saw me behind the door. She told me to go upstairs with my friend and I did, stumbling up the stairs. We sat there for 30 minutes while they called my friends mom and my mom who wouldn't answer. His uncle took me and him to my door and knocked over and over until my mom answered, just out of sleep and pissed off. I don't remember the rest but I remember I stayed in bed until like 1pm the next day to avoid my parents. My excuse was that we snuck out and Austin needed to take a poop. I was full blown expecting to get grounded for the summer, but I got away with 2 weeks! Oh and I never got to hang out with my friend again ;(
My “omg my parents are going to kill me!” moment was when I decided to get my ears pierced (I’m a guy) after my parents told me not to. Let’s just say there was a lot of yelling from all of us. But the worst part about all of this is the fact that they made me take it out and the hole sealed up, meaning I got yelled at and wasted $30 for nothing.
Rolled my car while going too fast and it just so happened we had a lapse in insurance because we were switching companies, they actually weren’t that mad
I didn't want to go to school in 3rd grade because I had a dentist appointment in 2 hours and didn't feel like getting bullied in the meantime, not to mention I didn't have clean clothes. My mom kept beating me so bad my body was red, branded and bruised, lips were busted, blood was coming from my head from staple holes and hair being pulled out. We get to the dentist office and mom's being so nice all of a sudden. Offered her flip phone to play on while we waited. I must have looked a sight. They harassed me with questions until they came up with their own conclusion that I was sunburned(it was winter). I didn't say anything. I was scared. They offered me chapstick. We got home and she threatened to beat me again if I called my dad. By the time I finally got to talk to my dad she convinced him that I was just a bratty child and he wouldn't listen to me. Not until way later.
Lol when I was 16 years old I walked down the road I used to live on with a lot of my friends and a lot of toilet paper to tp some houses. We got about 7 houses and headed back. I noticed one of my neighbors was standing outside of their porch looking at us shaking her head. Bro, the next day the neighbors told my Mom what we did, and I have never wanted my soul to leave my body so bad in my life 😂😂😂
This is very recent actually. My parents were on a trip and I had the house all for myself so I decided to throw a party for my birthday. I, of course, bought a lot of alcohol for said party and everything went well, we had a blast. One of my friends got way too drunk though and when she got home her mom did not like the state she was in. She called me at 3 am to tell me it was irresponsible and that she’d have to talk to my parents. When she said that I panicked so hard. Luckily though, the next morning her daughter insisted that she not call my parents and she didn’t. It’s been 2 days and I’m still stressing...
I was six when I locked everyone out of the house because I thought it was noisy and didnt think much of it. My grandpa at the time was terrifying. He didnt need to swear or use anything physical...he was just terrifying. I hid in the closet before being discovered by him. Needless to say I never did it again! (He was an awesome role model)
A few years ago, I was home alone(I live with my mom and she was getting groceries) and I used the bathroom. Mind you, last night I was warned about clogging the toilet, but I didn't think much of it. I go, I flush...and it didn't clog. It flooded.
When I was about 10, my parents left for the day so my friend and I were home alone. For whatever reason I've always loved fire so I decided to light a candle just to watch it. And then I decided it would be fun to light a napkin on fire in my hand. The flame started climbing up the napkin towards my hand so I dropped it RIGHT ON THE RUG. Long story short, there's a large burn patch on the living room rug. My step-dad somehow still hasn't noticed it over three years later.
Lmao i got a story. This actually happened yesterday. I went to my friends house and i came to her house at 4:30PM and i had to stay until 6:30PM. Me and my friend ate mexican food (her mom is mexican) it tasted good. She asked her mom if we can go to the park she said yes, no adults or teenagers over 15+ came with us (she has alot of sisters) so me as a 12 yr old and her as an 11 yr old ran to the park and we was meeting up a friend it was 5:00pm at the time so we stayed for the hour. Our friend fell asleep and woke up until 6:08pm and were walking to her house, we finally get a text from him and he says "Sorry. I just woke up ill ask my parents if i can go" his parents says yes and he messages us that by the time its like 6:20 something (note that we had to go at 6:30) now were sending him voice messages like "HURRY UP NOW RUN" and in 5 mins he is here. The park is big so it took us like 2 minutes to find him so im looking at the time and its 6:30pm i guess my parents were late and asked if i can be picked up at 7:00pm because i was eating which was a lie. So my mom said "okay" and we stayed until 6:47pm and im like "_____ we have to go" and shes like "okay" so were almost leaving and i forgot to give my friend a goodbye hug so he is listening to music riding his bike mad fast im chasing him and calling out his name and he isnt hearing me so i finally catch up and give him a hug and told him "bye ill see you on sunday" so that took 3 minutes and now me and my friend is running to the house and she wants to be walking mad slow on her phone while im running. I look back shes like 30 feet away from me and were one block from her house. I look back at the direction to see my aunt and my mom is literally crossing the street i gasped and thats when i felt like everything was over i tell her that they crossed the street so we ran by her house and were like 15 feet away from the door they crossed the street and said bye to my friend while we are breathing mad hard and yeah they didnt overthink abt it and they didnt care. But if my mom knew i had no one with me like people over 15 yrs old ima be dead.
I was about 10 or 11, and was spending the night at my friends house. She lives in the country. We snuck out of the house and ran around in the fields for a few hours, and when we got back it was like 1 am. When we left, we forgot to make sure the door wouldn't lock (They had this automatic lock thing) and couldn't get in. We panicked, then decided that the best course of action was to climb up her 3 story house and get into her room through the window. We successfully made it in, nearly dying in the process, and fell asleep as soon as we got changed. Shockingly we got away with it. Or so we thought. When I was 14, I was with that same friend and we were at her house alone for a few hours. We were bored and decided to climb up onto her roof. We failed to notice the car coming down the road until they already saw us. Her parents were pissed, (Mine as well) and as it turns out they knew we left the house the first time, but didn't know how we got in, so they never said anything.
Last semester, I failed two classes and withdrew from three classes. It's my senior year, I've been accepted to college and I have twenty thousand dollars worth of scholarships that will be taken away when I send in my final transcript. My life is literally over.
I once cut my finger badly and my mother screamed at me for getting blood everywhere. I believe her exact words were; "I hate doing laundry! You know I do, why'd you do this to me?!" I apologize for having a circulatory system, dearest mother.
Mine was when I gave this girl a note (she was one of my really good friends) with her nickname on it that she can’t stand. She chased me and broke her ankle.
I once were playing with fire cause I'm a stupid 10 yo that have nothing to do and some amber dropped on the couch, it somehow lit on fire and left a huge hole on the couch. Decided to flip the couch pillow/base over to hide it dad founds out after 25 minutes after sitting on it and fell down. Like there's no cotton in it.
Once I was mad about my school work and I slammed an air freshener can down on our coffee table multiple times leaving dents in the coffee table... my fate was sealed when my sister said something about it. My dad really liked that coffee table because someone in our family made it. I haven’t been punished yet, because this just came up. Hopefully my dad doesn’t see and/or hear about it
My parents caught me watching TH-cam in the middle of the night. I was almost sure my life was over, not because I was watching any sort of bad content on TH-cam, but because looking at my TH-cam history, it didn't take a genius to figure out that I was a furry. That was a secret that I had planned to put off from my parents for as long as possible. They did figure out, and I had to explain myself. I had never been more embarrassed in my life. Then, a few months later, I asked my mom if she had remembered something that I had told her a few months ago. I even gave a few hints; she had forgotten. Same with my dad. I was both overjoyed and terrified. I guess at some point, I will have to go through that same cycle of embarrassment by telling them.
I have quite a few.. but one sticks out. I was 16, and just had my paper license signed off by a statie for only several days. Didn't even have my hard copy yet. I had a 96 Camaro as my first car, and decided to do some donuts with friends. Lost control, went over a tall curb and into the trees. Sliced open a brand new Toyo Proxy 4 tire, bent the subframe and what not. Thousands of dollars in damages. Got charged with violating JOL and driving to endanger. Limped my Camaro home with my Dad standing outside with his arms crossed. He was in the military, so i was shitting bricks. We laugh about it now.. but back then, not so much hahaha
this has never happened to me. it was always my older sisters, and to this day, as a 20 yearold who cant live alone, is allowed to throw shit when pissed off because they know i cant control my emotions
It was a few days ago. and like I am being an idiot at school and saying bad things (not going to say bcuz might be offensive) and when I got put into the principal's office this exact thought went through my head "Welp, my life is done might aswell just give up." that was pretty stupid of me tbh.
me and my friends were leaving a party we’d gone to, and we were in a familiar neighbourhood, but it was hella dark plus ALL the streets where our buses passed by were blocked because of a fireworks show. we ended up getting lost, both my friends ended up crying and i had to stay strong, ending up crying myself and catching the attention of the police. they asked us if we were okay and we told them that we couldn’t get home. they told me to call my parents but i didn’t want to tell my mum that i had gotten the attention of police officers. they called my friends parents and i got home at 10pm. my battery died as i was going home, so i had now way to call my mum. as soon as i got come, i cried as hard as i could to make her feel sorry for me. i genuinely thought my mum was going to disown me that day 😩
I was pissed at my brother for some dumb reason, so I threw a recorder at him and broke the antique lamp which was the from my mother’s deceased grandmother. Second most trouble I have ever been in.
i was watching tv and a bunch of annoying disney channel commercials were coming up, and i got so annoyed that i threw a water bottle at the tv. it was an empty water bottle, like an ounce of plastic, but it still broke that weak ass screen. i literally froze in shock. i realized that there was no way i could hide it so i decided to break it to my dad gently (which didn't work, he was still pissed). my mom was even angrier, she's always been the crazier parent. almost a year later and after we got a bigger and better tv, they still bring that shit up and my mom constantly reminds me "not to get close to her tv."
Okay so mine was me and my friends had been doing an all-nighter in my room (my parents didnt know they were there) and one was stood on the bed and the wooden slabs holding up the bed snapped. Well, whadya know, they all fitted in a cupboard (tbh ones legit a contortionist so not surprised) while I tried to explain to my parents I'd been lying on my bed when it just SNAPPED. Yeah, um, no.
I ordered a vape online and timed it perfectly so that when it arrived my mom wouldn’t be home. It wasn’t perfect. I got a pretty big bruise when she threw the damn box at my head like a fucking missile.
Me and my brother were on a big wheel tricycle, and we were riding around the neighborhood. I noticed that one of my neighbors had a ramp, and a sloped driveway. (Two garages) so I started going up the ramp one first and riding down. That was fun, but my brother went down the ramp. I heard a BANG and the garage door was dented. I cycled as fast as my little legs could go and my parents were FURIOUS! We got whipped with belts for doing that, (even though I didnt do the denting) and we were grounded for a month. They never did say anything to the neighbor though. To this day, I NEVER go down that way. Even with a bike. That was 9 years ago...
Happened a couple months ago, me and my brother were going with my dad who lives in my step moms apartment complex. He had told us him and my step mom where planning on going out that night and that we were going to stay with our step sisters. I guess it got boring and since we were alone my brother thought it was a good idea to drive my step sisters car around the complex since he loves driving and is in the process of learning. When he took the car without permission I ran outside and got in the car to make sure he didn’t crash and I would be his second pair of eyes since it was dark outside. I told him to go park the car after doing a small turn and when he was parking my young step sister who was 17 started yelling at him and he wasn’t looking and was getting really close to the next door lady truck. I told him to watch out your gonna crash and as soon I said it he hit the truck and left a dent in the black bumper. Let’s just say it didn’t end well.
Oooh here’s my small story. Back when Kindles were popular, my mum bought one for herself, but let me use it at home a lot. I brought the Kindle to school once when I was about 12 (can’t remember if I asked to or not). Around lunchtime, I pulled it out and... frick. *My bloody textbooks broke the screen.* My friends said I could find stores that replaced the screens and maaaybe she didn’t have to know? Heh, nah I was fricked. Let’s just say I left it on the kitchen counter for my mum to find (she’d find out eventually, might as well be then) and I hid in my parent’s bathroom closet. I hadn’t cried so hard until that day.
Grandma was babysitting.
*Grandma reported.*
_Grandma Smoked_
One time I tried to throw a magnetic metal ball into a basket beside the TV.
I missed.
relatable
@Bryan Daly Sorry if I'm being dumb. Is that a reference to something? Lol
Pink Lasagna it’s a reference to the basketball meme “Kobe” the meme references an NBA scene where you can hear “KOBE!”
@@todzphan Ohhhh okay
What kind of TV was it
When I was a little kid I put crayons in the microwave to try to make candles (😔 I was stupid). What was worse was that I had melted them in a play-dough cup. My dad had already told me to stop because it would melt, but I had already used it twice and figured that he was just making shit up. So I used it a third time and when the timer went off I went to pick it up. Only this time (just like my dad said) the bottom had melted and crayon spilled all over the microwave. I frantically tried to wipe it up with diapers, but the wax started to dry. Just as I started scraping it, my mom angrily came in and I cried and told her "Just ground me mom. Just ground me" I was grounded.
not that I think this is helpful or will ever be to you again lol, but if you use a hair dryer on the hot setting and a paper towel you can wipe the melted wax off
@@rugger256 How'd you learn that?
I did that before tryyna make lip gloss got spanked
@@aviparmy-lthatblinkedoncew774 I've done that too.
not gonna lie the diapers part sounds a little fake sounds like u we’re trying to act to hard like a baby
I once went on a short exchange program to england, and i lost my phone in one of the buses we got on. But since my parents needed to stay in touch with me, they actually sent money so i would be able to buy another phone.
I lost that one too, also in a bus.
How?
@@TrelliessRose both times i just left it there under the impression that i put it in my backpack. and then realized that it was missing when it was too late
what did they do to you after that
When I was quite young, myself and my sisters were at the house of some of our friends, who were also three siblings like us.
We were all really into monsters and mythical creatures so these friends told us that over the past few days, they had come to the conclusion that giant man-eating spiders were going to invade the country so we would have to leave the country asap and we couldn't tell the adults because they wouldn't believe us.
So we all headed in the general direction of the beach, planning to swim to the nearest country. At one point, we saw a police car in the distance and assumed that our parents had sent the police out to look for us so in a panic, we immediately all ran off into different directions.
I jumped into a ditch and hid under a small countryside bridge for about an hour, the whole time, terrified of my parent's reaction if the police found me and also still terrified of the prophesied giant man-eating spiders.
Eventually my parents and my friends' parents found us all. Turns out they hadn't called the police but were absolutely furious that we had disappeared for hours and were all hiding in different places at least a kilometre away from the house.
It's the only time I've actually been grounded since my family don't really do groundings, I was also immediately sent to my room with no dinner that evening. To this day I still think that that punishment was undeserved considering I genuinely thought the country was going to be invaded by giant man-eating spiders.
The parents were probably mad you decided to leave them to fend for themselves against the spiders.
@@jaschabull2365 True. It was a pretty heartless move just leaving them to die like that.
@J Green Don't worry. I did some research and found that you can easily kill giant man-eating spiders with bug-repellent.
@@helIooooooooooooo Cheers pal👍 I'll pick some up for next time
Yea that feeling when you sneak out & your means of re entry is locked, blocked...
Oh the decision you have to make at that moment.
RtistiqSkubie been there done that a many times
Gotta get an extra key bro just in case
Had that happen once. Mom was livid. I never did it again...
@@aaronh9402 why would you need an extra key if you already have one? This is for the teens who got keys but the chain on the door when you get back, or the bolt slid on the back door, or the window got locked after you left. What you gonna do then? Knock or try to sneak in in the morning?
1:53 just wait 2 minutes to 5 minutes to be sure and always have an emergency route or hiding spot in case they get somewhere then realize
Mine was waking up at 11 when my classes were at 8, and ended at 12, and sleepily deciding to just skip class, only to awaken 2 hours later scared af that the professor would call my parents. I was in uni...
Dylan Otto for some reason I thought is was night at first
9:40 lmao when you close and open Google it reopens your last opened page xDDD
Not if you force quit it. If you do that it would give you a message asking you if you want to reopen your previous tabs
Use Incognito Mode ._.
@afootineachworld who gives a shit about them? its the parents were worried about
@afootineachworld but at least we can't
@@trzsh6289 whooooosh
When 3 cops showed up to my house because someone saw me put my friend in the trunk at a gas station and thought I was kidnapping him. I hadn't had my licence for a year yet so I wasn't supposed to be driving other people under 18. I also had 9 people in a car that sat 5. Which is why my friend in the trunk. I thought I would lose my liscense until I was 21 but I only got a $200 ticket. 😥 I now realise how dangerous that was if someone rear ended me he would have been killed.
TayterTots ASMR Your spelling is incredible.
I lost my mom's ruby earrings during recess and I was convinced that I was going to be disowned so I made my friends promise to adopt me if they did. 😂
This sounds like something I would do.
Had a vaping competition when i was 17 to see who could blow the biggest clouds between me and my friend. It was 2:30 A.M. and we were standing right under the smoke detector. It went off and my parents rushed up stairs. I was grounded for a week and they have never trusted me the same way since.
My brother did the same thing in high school, needless to say I was the favorite child for the next week
@@erinmchugh6425 haha 😂
you have a smoke detector in your house?
When I was like 6 or 7 I took a rock and started drawing with it on my neighbors car. The neighbor came back while me and my friend were playing next to the car that looked like a 6 or 7 drew on it with a rock and ended up calling the police. My friend Lied all the time so he was brilliant but I believed everything and never lied at that time and when he so convincingly said we didn’t do it to the cops I started believing him in actually not doing it. The cops stayed for About an hour and decided to leave because there wasn’t enough evidence. A few weeks later I told my dad that it was me and we went to the police station had a chat with an officer that didn’t give a fuck and that’s it... however I thought I was gonna die when telling my dad
That last one was kinda sweet at the end
I can only imagine them telling her parents the truth at their wedding XD
I don't even understand why that was a big deal, when my ex would come sleep over my dad actually thanked us for taking showers together cause that saved a lot of water lol
Macinteuch Plus emphasis on the fact that he’s YOUR dad, and not HER dad...
@@kingofgrim4761 yeah but still, I don't get that "don't do normal couple things with my daughter >:(" mentality
@@MacinteuchPlus If they're 17, it's probably going to be a problem with a lot of dads...
Once I went to a place i wasn’t allowed to go to with two of my friends. It was like a little forest with some rivers... guess who fell in the river
Your cat?
change to this wallpaper
No it was me lmao
@@luul9713 Lol i know. Cats do crazy things
change to this wallpaper
Well yeah i agree cats are a bit crazy
Lucas G. Who?
Three things:
1) Fairly minor… as a young teen (13 or so), my “room” was actually the bar my father had started to build in the basement. I was small enough at that time to fit through the small windows that the basement had.. and often snuck out at night to meet with my bf and just go for walks and talks. He only lived a couple of blocks from my house, so we’d go our separate ways at the end of the walk. One night after our walk, I was walking back to my place and was stopped by police who escorted me to my house and rang the doorbell until my parents came down…
2) I got pregnant at 18 and plans were in progress for my (then 21 year old) bf and I to get married. I lost the baby and bf and I decided to wait on getting married, since there was no real reason to rush after the loss of our child. We planned to tell both sets of parents at the same time, but his were out of town so we delayed until their return. This would have worked well, except that the church publishes wedding banns in the church bulletin once a month for three months prior to weddings, and the first one was published before his parents returned. My mother reads every word of those bulletins…
3) After the wedding cancellation, things were decidedly cold in my parents’ house, so I determined to find work and move out. I did. Well, my bf was going through much the same things as I was, so we decided to get an apartment together, since it would save us a bunch on rent After living on my own for 3 months, I called my parents to let them know I would be moving in with bf in the new year… just shy of my 19th birthday… My mother's response was classic “This is the kind of behavior I’ve come to expect from you. No good will come of living with him without marriage. Please think about this and do not expect a welcome for you and the “sin-in-law” until you are man and wife.”
I married him 4 years later, after he completed college and found a good paying job. I have known and loved this man since I was 12 years old,,, and I am 64 now and still as much in love with him as I was then. My parents love him too.. I regret nothing
Such a sweet story! Although losing a child is of course really terrible...
Wow amazing story. Really good to read about happy endings.
Oh God... I got one of those viruses too, had the exact same reaction. I can laugh now but I legitimately thought my life was over at the time
Dude I deadass started crying because I knew I wasn't a pedophile and it said I was so fucking stressed out
i was about 12, and it was some weird hentai i’m pretty sure. I get this think from the police, with my open camera streaming myself and a small description saying i violated some very specific legislation. Started almost crying and begging ‘the police’ that were recording me to have mercy and be understanding. Eventually i force close my laptop. Scared enough I tell my grandma. Pretty chill family so i didn’t get nagged, we closed down the laptop for three days and removed the battery. I was thinking how I was gonna hide the laptop for when the cops came lmfao. My dad was abroad, so we also told him since i was so scared. Again, nothing happened by him either. Eventually i just went back and opened it and the stupid virus was gone, looking back it was so stupid but it makes me laugh how dumb i was. Family not really tech experts so they were kinda confused too and probably believed it was real just as much as me
@@WarringFighter Be careful, he's the FBI. He might be trying to get people to share related stories so he can catch us in the act. (JK)
@@japanpanda2179 the fbi? never :)
I had the exact same one in grade 8 or 9 and I panicked for like 10 minutes but was smart enough not to flush my tablet down the toilet and just rationally figure out how to get rid of the page.
One time when I was ten my mom brought a jar of coconut oil into the basement and told me to put a little on my hands (because I had horrendously dry chapped hands as a kid). I was putting it on and accidentally got some on one of my friends. So, she took some out of the jar and threw it at me. Soon ensues a food fight between four 10 years olds and with a gallon of coconut oil. We used the whole thing and my entire basement was trashed. There was oil in the carpet, oil seeped/stained into the floorboards and walls, oil on the ceiling, oil on the windows. My mom was livid. It’s been almost 7 years and we still weren’t able to get the stains out, and she’s still mad about it.
I spilled oil on the kitchen floor one day and I tried covering it up with a light blue carpet
Let’s say that carpet is green
And will forever stay green...
It's 2AM and dark af so the magical duck with the white background hit me like a flashbang
Same
Same bruh
FLASHDUCK THROUGH THE DOOR
@@mylesrussell4236 lmao
Mine was an actual "my dad's gonna kill me" moment.
He tried to overtake a car that didn't want him to overtake. Another car was coming the other way and my dad gave up and pulled back in at the last second.
Thanks dad-
Sprayed bleach on the carpet
Edit: it's a brown carpet
Bleach the whole carpet. Jk don't.
Downed half a bottle of vodka when I was 11. Took them 3 months to find out.
Edit: I'm not an alcoholic, I swear..
i hope this is just a bad joke
We took Over OH YEAH YEAH same here
Now you are true soviet
PANDEM!C that’s not possible u would be dead right now drinking a fucking mouthful of vodka at 11 would send u too the hospital let alone half a fucking bottle
Gargantuan oversized boobs it wouldn’t, When I was eleven I had 2 shots of vodka I was fine, just very drunk
At my aunts wedding when I was 9 I was supposed to be the girl who lifted the brides veil but I didn’t hear them call me because I was messing around with the spiral staircase.
When I heard my mom yell at me I fell off the rail and my damn dress lifted up when I was face first. In front of the entire crowd. I was fine tho
Not my parents but my grandma. My grandpa is a N. Irish immigrant, my grandma is a german/welsh. One day I was watching the news about the Berlin wall coming down and racism came up. SO I was about 9 years of age and I didn't know what racism was. Decided to ask my grandpa what racism was. He told me to go say something to my grandma which turned about to be the racist terms for German and Welsh people. I didn't know they were so was confused why I had to say weird words to my grandma. I did it anyways. My grandma was at the stove and she went stiff and wrapped her hand ever slowly around the caste iron pan handle as she asked where I herd those words. I can't explain to you, but it's the day I learned to fear my grandmother and I was to scared to do anything but say grandpa. I swear nothing says wrath like a stone faced woman with a caste iron pan firmly in grip. Figured out what racism was really fast as well as never piss off my grandma. Yes, grandpa got beat.
I had a bottle of blue paint sitting on my window cell. Dont ask me why i just did. It was summer and i had my window open and a gust of wind blew the paint off, it fell and the cap busted off and blue paint got all over my walls, all over my floor, on my bedsheets. Even worse i walked in to my room about 10 min after and it was already drying, i got it off my walls and floors thank god , my parents still don't know but i surely feared for my life that day...
When I was about 7 or 8 I broke my moms very expensive mirror. I was in BIG trouble, but my mom forgave me and bought another mirror later that day. When night came around I was fooling around and broke the second mirror. Twice, in the same day. My mom wasn't as generous second time around
Sorry but you are the dumbest person ever lol
I was caught not cleaning my room one day, dad kicked me out in short pants and a t-shirt in mid-winter, I thought I was going to run away but realized I was 9 years old and completely incapable and the nearest bus station was god knows where. So I went to the top floor to pretend I left forever. Resisted apologizing and stayed out until he kept bargaining with me. Parents are all bark -.-
A long time ago, when I was in Elementary School. The whole school was sent to the cafeteria to see a special show put on by Ronald McDonald ( a fake one, of course.) During the show, we had a spelling contest and six students were chosen to stand on stage and play. I was one of the chosen. During the show, I was told to spell "STAR" , but I ended up spelling it out as "S-T-A-R-E" and got it wrong.
After I was told I was wrong and someone else spelled it right, I got mad and did what any self-respecting child would do on stage.
I pulled my pants down and mooned Ronald McDonald
Despite how funny the kids thought it was, the teachers didn't think so, and I found myself hauled off to the principals office. But that wasn't scary part. The scary part was when they decided to call my dad -who was a sheriff at the time- to come and take me home for the day.
My father was the type of man who raised his son by the belt. So I was dreading the idea of seeing him and whatever ill-born fate that awaited me.
Soon enough, he arrived to the office and heard the story from the principal. He turned to my shrunken form, while I stare down at his impossibly huge shoes and listened as he asked in that parental tone that you know you screwed up.
"So. . . you mooned Ronald McDonald?"
". . . Yes, sir" I replied, hesitantly. My stomach doing flip-flops from sheer terror.
A moment passed, and I could hear him take a deep breath before he slowly let it out. My tiny body tensed; waiting for his verdict.
"Son. . . " He started in that same serious tone. "I am so proud of you."
That day, both the teacher and I shared the same dumbfounded expressions when that hulking man patted me on the shoulder and took me home. I'm pretty sure we got ice cream after that, but I can't fully remember. . .
Twenty years later, my father still tells that story to the whole family and friends when he gets the chance. It always gets a laugh.
Spent 2,000$ on my mom's credit card. She had no idea for months. Needless to say, it was a rough YEAR.
Rough year before or after she found out?
What did you buy
Blu from discord ?
I remember being horribly shouted at every time I was late, no matter if 20 minutes or 2. It got to a point when I genuinely panicked every time I went out. I was home 5 or 10 minutes before deadline, always.
To this day I get really irrationally scared when I feel like I’m going to be late somewhere. I’m starting to think that my parents used borderline abuse to make me punctual.
Basically any time i raise my voice.
Or when i broke the ceiling fan in a heatwave
I got caught with a stolen car full of neighborhoods worth of stolen items.
16 years old, I received my first felonies and a list full of burglary and weapons charges...
I have to say though, I’m glad I got my criminal activities out as a child. Obviously the system is much more lenient
When I was a kid I was playing with a little football. Kicked it up into the air and apparently didnt think about which direction I should kick it in. It smashed through the second story toilet window, parents were only slightly mad weirdly enough.
My dad was doing a trial for a chair, so we basically had a over £1000 chair in our house to see if he liked it (he has back problems) and if he didn't he would just return it, no charge. Well he didn't like it but the people were coming to collect it another day, so im sitting on it drinking a glass of milk and then
I spilled the milk everywhere
I mean EVERYWHERE
it went on the new carpet we had just bought, the keyboard of our computer, all over myself and ON THE CHAIR. THE FREAKING CHAIR. So he had to buy the chair as he couldn't return it and he found it really uncomfortable so doesn't even use it.
My punishment? Him pouring milk on me. Honestly I deserved it though
I went out with friends and ended up smoking loads of weed. I was off my face, it’s completely illegal where I live
On Halloween once, my cousins were over and there was a strobe light in my bedroom window to make it look all creepy, so my cousins and I went up into my room and started dancing to Michael Jackson “Thriller” and the strobe light made me dizzy and I fell and put a huge hole in the wall
I have a lot of stories of this nature from my childhood. 95% of them end with, "and then I got my ass beat."
Well, this happened to me when I was 15. I was at my girlfriend's place and we were along so we decided(as usual) to do it while their parents were out. In the middle of the "action", her dad came to the house and I just don't know how fast I was able to put my clothes on and hide under the bed. I had to stay there for 3 hours because, unfortunately, all her family was there already. I was like "oh fuck it, her dad and her mom are gonna kill, my mom is gonna kill me after and my father is gonna finish the job". Luckily, after 3 hours of waiting, she took her parents away for 30 min and I was able to get out of the house and run to my house(which was close to hers tbh). 5 years after me and my ex talk about it from time to time and we just can't stop laughing about how ridiculous and scary it was for us.
These stories are suprisingly down to earth. I legit expected hundrets of thousads of moolah for damage repairs.
Also, thank you all mightly magical duck.
This ones actually from my mom and aunt but it’s still really funny. So years ago when my mom and aunt were teenagers they were in the living room the day after some brand new off-white carpet was installed. My mom, being the rebellious teenager she was at the time, was eating pizza despite my grandmas strict no-food-in-the-living-room rule. My aunt for some ungodly reason was going on a rant about how dumb quarter length sleeves are and flung out her arms in rage, smacking the pizza out of my moms hand. It flipped over and landed face down on the new carpet. When they picked it up it left a perfect triangle of grease right on the new carpet. They called my grandpa in a panic and all my grandpa said was “i don’t know what you were thinking but you’d better get that cleaned up before your mom gets home.” I don’t know how but they got it all cleaned up and the first time my grandma heard of this story was when my mom told me about it at a family dinner. Luckily she found it super funny.
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All of these channels
Tell Cowbelly that, this is just a copy of it
I lost my glasses at an attraction park, $700 gone, I seriously thought my dad would kill me.
2017, I got a car for my birthday (truly not something I was raised to expect, but due to my parents work schedules it was necessary that I be able to transport myself to work and school) and worked my ass off to get my license in time. Slowly my dance teacher started causing me intense anxiety so I began skipping school almost daily right before her class (5th period), but eventually it became whenever I could, I would just leave school and not come back, as early as during or after 3rd period. Then I started driving around when my mom wasn't home, getting food, driving friends (though I wasn't legally allowed passengers), etc, you get the idea.
In May, my sister was suicidal and depressed and went to the hospital, and that night I was babysitting. I was supposed to come home around 12, but I was so emotionally a wreck and just done and I got the sudden urge to drive to Baltimore (>45 min away), so I just did. I knew my mom was at the hospital so she wouldn't know. I drove all the way there, looked at the skyline, cried a little, then drove all the way back home. Bought myself more than $20 of Taco Bell, and drove home, ready to eat it all and watch some TV (it's like 2am at this point). I get home and my mother's car is in the driveway. Thought I was screwed, but she just basically said that she understood if I was a little crazy at the time, and we cried together, then she ate some of my tacos with me before going back to the hospital. That was an awful day but a good night.
When I was younger a friend and I were fooling around with each other and teasing nudes back and forth.. Well I was supposed to be going to bed but my parents caught me awake and took the device I was using to talk and take the pics and my oh shit moment was when they took it cuz I knew they would look through it
Did they?
About two months ago, I decided it was a good idea to try out driving for the first time. I snuck out of the house with my dads car keys and drove around my apartment complex for around 20 min. Then, I got back to see my dad standing in front of the parking space. I got caught. The worst part was, that my parents got suspicious, and so the week after, they found some weed I bought from a kid at school. I bought that weed 9 or 8 months ago, but stopped because I didn't like it. I forgot all about it and my parents found it. And now, my parents don't trust me with anything. My life has been hell for the past 3 months and I regret everything I did but I can't turn back now.
When I was caught waking up a few hours early to play my PC before school.
One year ago on 04/20 (20/04/18) my parents caught the weed I had hidden in my drawer, when my father called me my heart was beating so fast I thought I would have had a cardiac arrest lmao. It was awful but still epic because of the irony of that day
Glad the lizard was ok. The kid had a kind heart and the damage was an accident. Rather my kid have a good heart and lack malicious intent.
I had a horrible habit of never keeping my room clean. It was messy all the time. Mom told me if it wasn't done by the weekend she was bagging all the stuff left on my floor and throwing it away. I just shoved everything under my bed and put pillows around it like a wall so it just looked like I had guest blankets and pillows folded under there. I came home from school the next day and called me upstairs. I went into my room and she had like 30 trash bags filled with everything I owned....I had to start doing more shifts at my part time job as mom told me I could pay $10 for one bag at a time....kept my room pretty clean for the most part after that
5:33 I think she knows that it's her fault for being a bad example (her and the father) and already knows what being yelled at for smoking at that age feels like and that it doesn't solve any problem. My father used to smoke, but he made it very obvious that smoking is the worst thing you can do to yourself, he then stopped at around 60 something after he got cancer. It's like seriously people, don't smoke and definetly not around your kids. Or at least make it obvious that you're stupid for doing so and they shouldn't be.
Police? Nah
Look of anger and disapointment from one or both of my parents is good enough to make me one depressed boi
I agree so much.
In middle school my best friends brother lit a school bus on fire(at night, no kids) while we were with him. Both tires blew up. It was nuts. It made it to the national news and everything. Needless to say my parents were not happy
2 years old, I made my way into my dad's Alfa Romeo Spyder, which was parked in our driveway (an incline) facing towards the street. Somehow, with my little baby strength, I disengaged the emergency brake, and the car rolled backwards, at which point _the door caught the fence and came clean off._ Somehow my mom managed to catch up with the car and engage the emergency brake, but considering the car, and how much it must have cost to reattach that door... yeah.
I was approached by a man who grabbed me and became angry while making sexual comments towards me. I got away luckily without harm, and had to call the police. I was worried that when I told my parents, they would get angry at me and blame me for the whole thing. My mom understood, and sympathized with me, but my dad blamed me and became angry that I didn't do anything about it.
Karkat Vantas I would use that to guilt my dad for the rest of my life. THE biggest DICK move I’ve ever read. Definitely would try to use it to end any arguments he’d have with me.
“You’re being unreasonable” “You thought it’d be easy for me to fight off a full-grown man who was attacking me and then blamed me for it.” Jfc smh...
@@allyli1718 haha, yeah...I wish I could. He always has an "I'm correct no matter what" mindset. This happened days ago, and things are still difficult. He said he was just trying to scare me into learning how dangerous it was, but I told him that the situation was enough to do so, and that I already knew how dangerous things can get.
@@panzerkrieg3509 its alright. I'm used to how he acts in a way. I'm in college, and I am building my future while he drinks and grows weed. My mom is super sweet, and I have her.
One time about 5ish month ago, I was hanging out with this one girl (now girlfriend) in her basement. I remember her grandma called her and said she was "down the Street gonna be there in a few minutes" I didn't have time to go out to my car in the drive way, so she told me to hide behind the hot water heater, I'm 6'4 and 250lbs so it didnt hide me very well, or so I thought. I sat there terrified while her grandma berated her on how her room was a mess etc. She left maybe 5 min after and I sighed the biggest sigh in my life.
I almost flunked my senior year of high school because I procrastinated this huge project required to graduate. I stopped going to school the last two weeks of school with the excuse of "I'm working on this project" but I made very little progress with each passing day. It wasn't until the counselor called my dad about my absences and that I would not be walking. I kicked it into gear and spent two whole days working on it, and just barely managed to graduate. Apparently, the whole situation became somewhat of a meme in my class, because this one kid passed around goodie bags with personalized messages on them on the last day of class, and mine said that everyone sort of made fun of me for it.
My parents bought a computer when I was little. This was about twenty years ago so they weren't as common and were very expensive. I decided to have a go on it and broke it. I sat hidden in the woods at the local park for hours until my sister found me and assured me that I wouldn't be killed if I went home.
Accidentally dropping my mom's can of coffee grinds on the ground
The front of our school was decorated with large riverbed rocks that probably weighed about 5-10 pounds. We quickly found out that they could be rolled like bowling balls. In 8th or 9th grade one morning before class, we were rock bowling when a friend of mine does something (I don't remember what) that he knew would moderately annoy me. I decide to terrorize him by rolling rocks at him. They were easy to dodge, but he was gratifying me by acting scared. He runs, I give pursuit. I finally get him cornered down the long walkway heading into the main entrance. The main entrance has giant glass windows from the ceiling to the ground. I remembered this fact when the last rock was about halfway to him. I took off for the side entrance before it even got there. Got to my classroom so fast that the first-period teacher actually vouched for me when the office staff came in looking for me. The school office is immediately inside the main entrance and my friend had no chance of escape. He was almost in tears trying to convince them it wasn't him. I denied my guilt at first because we were literally surrounded by a crowd of teachers and curious students. I fessed up once the crowd dispersed because apparently, I valued the friendship more than my life. The punishment from my parents wasn't much more than death stares, though (can't remember if I got an official punishment from the school or not), but the dread from spending the whole school day knowing I was f*cked probably took a few years off my lifespan.
My story
I went to rehab during my junior year, about 13 days before my birthday. The weekend before my parents shipped me off, on a Sunday, me and my boyfriend at the time had a bit of fun between the sheets. That Thursday they sent me off. About 3 weeks into my stay at the residential treatment center I started to feel weird bodily feelings and had strange problems, which id never experienced. It dawned on me that I might be pregnant, because my boyfriend and I hadnt used protection. My parents, being the strict, oldfashioned adults they are, would have mounted my ass on the wall if they found out I was pregnant. To make matters worse, the rehab center I was at couldnt take care of me if I was pregnant, and would be forced to tranfer me 2 states over. I asked a staff member what she thought about the symptoms and she said something like "which of the staff do you feel more comfortable with telling your parents youre pregnant?" Stomach hit the goddamn floor. Finally after a week of dread I got a prgnancy test. I did it and handed it off to the staff members. I waited... and waited... for a whole ass 5 minutes before they finally told me I was not pregnant. Was so relieved I bout passed out. Most terrifying time of my life.
Happened today*
I went to the doctor with my mom and brother because my mom got our Medi-Cal renewed. It was hot outside so my mom said to wear a short sleeve shirt. I almost had a panic attack because if I did that then they will see my self harm scars. I convinced my mom to wear a jacket so I did.
It turns out I didnt need vaccinations until June...
My younger brother thought it was a good idea to play our dad's gun. He got his ass beat so hard that I could almost feel the pain myself
It was in seventh grade. In my school, there was this (optional) after school study hall thing where you’d sit in a class for an hour and a half with a small group of people and you would do your homework and things like that. You were supervised by a random teacher. He/she would help you with your work and make you (quietly of course) recite your lessons if there were things you had to revise. The school gave out to the people who’d sign up for this study hall thing small notebooks. Basically each session you would write the work you had to do inside it and then get it checked and signed by the supervising teacher at the end of the session. Your work also had to be signed by your parents when you came home. To put it simply, I forged my parents’ signature everyday for about a month or two. I got caught. I still remember the mental breakdown I had in the bathroom that day. Thought my life was over. I learned my lesson and never forged a signature ever again.
My brother got home from "an after school project". Walked into the living room, we all said hi. He just stared at us then walked around. We could all tell something was wrong, and I ask if he's okay. He looks at me straight in the eyes then bolts into the restroom. He turned on the shower and stayed there for two hours. My mom was extremely worried and knocked down the door. Pulled the shower curtain and screamed because my naked brother was passed out in a puddle of his own puke. She woke him up and asked if he was drunk and my brother said he didn't even drink that much. Ordered us to drag him to his room so he could get over his hangover. He didn't go to school the next morning and I leave with my sisters thinking that was the last time I would ever see him. Got him from school and his eyes are swollen and his cheeks are red. They have a few scratches, probably because my mother has long nails. He told me that he was hanging out with the wrong type, and they wanted to try some weed but he refused. They said, "At least drink a little bit." He did, but he told me he regrets it. He's a very good brother, but he isn't perfect. He makes mistakes. It shook us up a lot because my dad is a wandering drunk who comes home sometimes and wants us to treat him like we can't believe we have such a good dad. Hopefully he won't do it again.
i turned 21 recently.. a month ago i had a car accident (i bumped in the car in front of me with about 10kmh, not a big crash).. i was so nervous when i had to tell my parents, even though we have a really good relationship :D they were pretty chill so i got that going
3:47 It's actually pretty impressive, in my opinion, that a 10 year old thought quickly enough to hit the brake and tell his friend to leave the car and ask for help.
If I were his dad, I'd ground him for life, because that could've ended up in a tragedy, but I'd also congratulate him on his quick thinking.
When I was 12-13, my friend stayed the night at my house. His uncle had a house just down the road he visited often. His uncle and aunt always had alcohol in their garage fridge. They also for some reason always kept the garage door unlocked. Me and my friend took advantage of this and noticed they were away from there house. We stole a bottle of wine, a bottle of fireball, and 4 beers. We went home with our prizes and planned on drinking at night. Once shitfaced drunk, we decided to sneak out to go do something fun. We drank the beers while we were outside and got even drunker. Once ducking from every car we passed seemed like too much work we decided to go back home. While we were almost home we had the genius idea to get more alcohol from his uncles. We got inside, but being drunk and quite is pretty difficult. We knocked over a broom and then went downstairs, we heard his uncle get up. There were sliding doors in front of us which we probably should've ran out of but we decided to hide. They had two dogs like liked me decently but loved my friend. His uncle yelled from the stairs to come out or hes gonna let the dogs get us. At this point my friend was on the other side of the basement hiding in a closet. I was hiding behind a door in my friends spare room. They came down with the dogs and luckily they found my friend first. His uncles knew he was staying with me so they knew I was down there with him, and looked for me. His aunt walked in the room and didn't see me, but of course she had to leave the room and saw me behind the door. She told me to go upstairs with my friend and I did, stumbling up the stairs. We sat there for 30 minutes while they called my friends mom and my mom who wouldn't answer. His uncle took me and him to my door and knocked over and over until my mom answered, just out of sleep and pissed off. I don't remember the rest but I remember I stayed in bed until like 1pm the next day to avoid my parents. My excuse was that we snuck out and Austin needed to take a poop. I was full blown expecting to get grounded for the summer, but I got away with 2 weeks! Oh and I never got to hang out with my friend again ;(
My “omg my parents are going to kill me!” moment was when I decided to get my ears pierced (I’m a guy) after my parents told me not to. Let’s just say there was a lot of yelling from all of us. But the worst part about all of this is the fact that they made me take it out and the hole sealed up, meaning I got yelled at and wasted $30 for nothing.
Rolled my car while going too fast and it just so happened we had a lapse in insurance because we were switching companies, they actually weren’t that mad
I didn't want to go to school in 3rd grade because I had a dentist appointment in 2 hours and didn't feel like getting bullied in the meantime, not to mention I didn't have clean clothes.
My mom kept beating me so bad my body was red, branded and bruised, lips were busted, blood was coming from my head from staple holes and hair being pulled out.
We get to the dentist office and mom's being so nice all of a sudden. Offered her flip phone to play on while we waited.
I must have looked a sight.
They harassed me with questions until they came up with their own conclusion that I was sunburned(it was winter). I didn't say anything. I was scared.
They offered me chapstick.
We got home and she threatened to beat me again if I called my dad. By the time I finally got to talk to my dad she convinced him that I was just a bratty child and he wouldn't listen to me.
Not until way later.
Lol when I was 16 years old I walked down the road I used to live on with a lot of my friends and a lot of toilet paper to tp some houses. We got about 7 houses and headed back. I noticed one of my neighbors was standing outside of their porch looking at us shaking her head. Bro, the next day the neighbors told my Mom what we did, and I have never wanted my soul to leave my body so bad in my life 😂😂😂
This is very recent actually. My parents were on a trip and I had the house all for myself so I decided to throw a party for my birthday. I, of course, bought a lot of alcohol for said party and everything went well, we had a blast. One of my friends got way too drunk though and when she got home her mom did not like the state she was in. She called me at 3 am to tell me it was irresponsible and that she’d have to talk to my parents. When she said that I panicked so hard.
Luckily though, the next morning her daughter insisted that she not call my parents and she didn’t. It’s been 2 days and I’m still stressing...
I was six when I locked everyone out of the house because I thought it was noisy and didnt think much of it. My grandpa at the time was terrifying. He didnt need to swear or use anything physical...he was just terrifying. I hid in the closet before being discovered by him.
Needless to say I never did it again! (He was an awesome role model)
A few years ago, I was home alone(I live with my mom and she was getting groceries) and I used the bathroom. Mind you, last night I was warned about clogging the toilet, but I didn't think much of it. I go, I flush...and it didn't clog.
It flooded.
When I was about 10, my parents left for the day so my friend and I were home alone. For whatever reason I've always loved fire so I decided to light a candle just to watch it. And then I decided it would be fun to light a napkin on fire in my hand. The flame started climbing up the napkin towards my hand so I dropped it RIGHT ON THE RUG. Long story short, there's a large burn patch on the living room rug. My step-dad somehow still hasn't noticed it over three years later.
“He will simply give you a good day today” *looks at clock* 23:57
Lmao i got a story. This actually happened yesterday. I went to my friends house and i came to her house at 4:30PM and i had to stay until 6:30PM. Me and my friend ate mexican food (her mom is mexican) it tasted good. She asked her mom if we can go to the park she said yes, no adults or teenagers over 15+ came with us (she has alot of sisters) so me as a 12 yr old and her as an 11 yr old ran to the park and we was meeting up a friend it was 5:00pm at the time so we stayed for the hour. Our friend fell asleep and woke up until 6:08pm and were walking to her house, we finally get a text from him and he says "Sorry. I just woke up ill ask my parents if i can go" his parents says yes and he messages us that by the time its like 6:20 something (note that we had to go at 6:30) now were sending him voice messages like "HURRY UP NOW RUN" and in 5 mins he is here. The park is big so it took us like 2 minutes to find him so im looking at the time and its 6:30pm i guess my parents were late and asked if i can be picked up at 7:00pm because i was eating which was a lie. So my mom said "okay" and we stayed until 6:47pm and im like "_____ we have to go" and shes like "okay" so were almost leaving and i forgot to give my friend a goodbye hug so he is listening to music riding his bike mad fast im chasing him and calling out his name and he isnt hearing me so i finally catch up and give him a hug and told him "bye ill see you on sunday" so that took 3 minutes and now me and my friend is running to the house and she wants to be walking mad slow on her phone while im running. I look back shes like 30 feet away from me and were one block from her house. I look back at the direction to see my aunt and my mom is literally crossing the street i gasped and thats when i felt like everything was over i tell her that they crossed the street so we ran by her house and were like 15 feet away from the door they crossed the street and said bye to my friend while we are breathing mad hard and yeah they didnt overthink abt it and they didnt care. But if my mom knew i had no one with me like people over 15 yrs old ima be dead.
I was about 10 or 11, and was spending the night at my friends house. She lives in the country. We snuck out of the house and ran around in the fields for a few hours, and when we got back it was like 1 am. When we left, we forgot to make sure the door wouldn't lock (They had this automatic lock thing) and couldn't get in. We panicked, then decided that the best course of action was to climb up her 3 story house and get into her room through the window. We successfully made it in, nearly dying in the process, and fell asleep as soon as we got changed. Shockingly we got away with it. Or so we thought. When I was 14, I was with that same friend and we were at her house alone for a few hours. We were bored and decided to climb up onto her roof. We failed to notice the car coming down the road until they already saw us. Her parents were pissed, (Mine as well) and as it turns out they knew we left the house the first time, but didn't know how we got in, so they never said anything.
There was this one time when I had a 60 on my report card, showed my parents but they said “everybody deserves a second chance.” They were the best.
Last semester, I failed two classes and withdrew from three classes. It's my senior year, I've been accepted to college and I have twenty thousand dollars worth of scholarships that will be taken away when I send in my final transcript. My life is literally over.
When I came out of the closet, it almost happened, I should have cut ties with them earlier than I did
I once cut my finger badly and my mother screamed at me for getting blood everywhere.
I believe her exact words were; "I hate doing laundry! You know I do, why'd you do this to me?!"
I apologize for having a circulatory system, dearest mother.
Mine was when I gave this girl a note (she was one of my really good friends) with her nickname on it that she can’t stand. She chased me and broke her ankle.
I once were playing with fire cause I'm a stupid 10 yo that have nothing to do and some amber dropped on the couch, it somehow lit on fire and left a huge hole on the couch. Decided to flip the couch pillow/base over to hide it dad founds out after 25 minutes after sitting on it and fell down. Like there's no cotton in it.
Once I was mad about my school work and I slammed an air freshener can down on our coffee table multiple times leaving dents in the coffee table... my fate was sealed when my sister said something about it. My dad really liked that coffee table because someone in our family made it. I haven’t been punished yet, because this just came up. Hopefully my dad doesn’t see and/or hear about it
My parents caught me watching TH-cam in the middle of the night. I was almost sure my life was over, not because I was watching any sort of bad content on TH-cam, but because looking at my TH-cam history, it didn't take a genius to figure out that I was a furry. That was a secret that I had planned to put off from my parents for as long as possible. They did figure out, and I had to explain myself. I had never been more embarrassed in my life. Then, a few months later, I asked my mom if she had remembered something that I had told her a few months ago. I even gave a few hints; she had forgotten. Same with my dad. I was both overjoyed and terrified. I guess at some point, I will have to go through that same cycle of embarrassment by telling them.
That story about the son smoking in front of the parents is like the saddest thing I've ever read.
I have quite a few.. but one sticks out. I was 16, and just had my paper license signed off by a statie for only several days. Didn't even have my hard copy yet. I had a 96 Camaro as my first car, and decided to do some donuts with friends. Lost control, went over a tall curb and into the trees. Sliced open a brand new Toyo Proxy 4 tire, bent the subframe and what not. Thousands of dollars in damages. Got charged with violating JOL and driving to endanger. Limped my Camaro home with my Dad standing outside with his arms crossed. He was in the military, so i was shitting bricks. We laugh about it now.. but back then, not so much hahaha
this has never happened to me. it was always my older sisters, and to this day, as a 20 yearold who cant live alone, is allowed to throw shit when pissed off because they know i cant control my emotions
It was a few days ago. and like I am being an idiot at school and saying bad things (not going to say bcuz might be offensive) and when I got put into the principal's office this exact thought went through my head "Welp, my life is done might aswell just give up." that was pretty stupid of me tbh.
me and my friends were leaving a party we’d gone to, and we were in a familiar neighbourhood, but it was hella dark plus ALL the streets where our buses passed by were blocked because of a fireworks show.
we ended up getting lost, both my friends ended up crying and i had to stay strong, ending up crying myself and catching the attention of the police. they asked us if we were okay and we told them that we couldn’t get home. they told me to call my parents but i didn’t want to tell my mum that i had gotten the attention of police officers. they called my friends parents and i got home at 10pm. my battery died as i was going home, so i had now way to call my mum. as soon as i got come, i cried as hard as i could to make her feel sorry for me.
i genuinely thought my mum was going to disown me that day 😩
I was pissed at my brother for some dumb reason, so I threw a recorder at him and broke the antique lamp which was the from my mother’s deceased grandmother. Second most trouble I have ever been in.
I live in a pineapple • 12 years ago almost setting fire to the house
i was watching tv and a bunch of annoying disney channel commercials were coming up, and i got so annoyed that i threw a water bottle at the tv. it was an empty water bottle, like an ounce of plastic, but it still broke that weak ass screen. i literally froze in shock. i realized that there was no way i could hide it so i decided to break it to my dad gently (which didn't work, he was still pissed). my mom was even angrier, she's always been the crazier parent. almost a year later and after we got a bigger and better tv, they still bring that shit up and my mom constantly reminds me "not to get close to her tv."
Okay so mine was me and my friends had been doing an all-nighter in my room (my parents didnt know they were there) and one was stood on the bed and the wooden slabs holding up the bed snapped. Well, whadya know, they all fitted in a cupboard (tbh ones legit a contortionist so not surprised) while I tried to explain to my parents I'd been lying on my bed when it just SNAPPED. Yeah, um, no.
Literally anytime I get a detention 😂
I ordered a vape online and timed it perfectly so that when it arrived my mom wouldn’t be home. It wasn’t perfect. I got a pretty big bruise when she threw the damn box at my head like a fucking missile.
Me and my brother were on a big wheel tricycle, and we were riding around the neighborhood. I noticed that one of my neighbors had a ramp, and a sloped driveway. (Two garages) so I started going up the ramp one first and riding down. That was fun, but my brother went down the ramp. I heard a BANG and the garage door was dented. I cycled as fast as my little legs could go and my parents were FURIOUS! We got whipped with belts for doing that, (even though I didnt do the denting) and we were grounded for a month. They never did say anything to the neighbor though. To this day, I NEVER go down that way. Even with a bike. That was 9 years ago...
Happened a couple months ago, me and my brother were going with my dad who lives in my step moms apartment complex. He had told us him and my step mom where planning on going out that night and that we were going to stay with our step sisters. I guess it got boring and since we were alone my brother thought it was a good idea to drive my step sisters car around the complex since he loves driving and is in the process of learning. When he took the car without permission I ran outside and got in the car to make sure he didn’t crash and I would be his second pair of eyes since it was dark outside. I told him to go park the car after doing a small turn and when he was parking my young step sister who was 17 started yelling at him and he wasn’t looking and was getting really close to the next door lady truck. I told him to watch out your gonna crash and as soon I said it he hit the truck and left a dent in the black bumper. Let’s just say it didn’t end well.
Oooh here’s my small story.
Back when Kindles were popular, my mum bought one for herself, but let me use it at home a lot.
I brought the Kindle to school once when I was about 12 (can’t remember if I asked to or not). Around lunchtime, I pulled it out and... frick. *My bloody textbooks broke the screen.* My friends said I could find stores that replaced the screens and maaaybe she didn’t have to know? Heh, nah I was fricked.
Let’s just say I left it on the kitchen counter for my mum to find (she’d find out eventually, might as well be then) and I hid in my parent’s bathroom closet. I hadn’t cried so hard until that day.