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Phoenix Dark

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Sad stories from your childhood
« on: September 21, 2006, 08:08:51 PM »
Post you sad stories from childhood here. Also post what you learned from the incident if you will. Nothing personal if you don't feel comfortable.

When I was about 9, I was not very popular. Lots of people in the neighborhood made fun of me, and I didn't have many friends. Despite this, I was a reletively happy child. Most of my joy came from colllecting GI Joe toys. I had a bunch of them, and every day I'd play with them.

One day I met a boy a few houses down from me; since I don't remember his name, we'll call him Courtney. Anyway Courtney was really nice to me, and he'd always play with me when no one else would. After a month or so of having a great time together, I mentioned my GI Joe collection to him. His eyes lit up on the spot, and he quickly asked if I could bring them outside. I said no, since I didn't want to risk them getting lost.

Well for the next week, Courtney kept asking me about the GI Joes, and begging me to bring them outside. I kept on saying no. Finally he threatened that if I didn't bring them out, he's stop hanging around with me. Now I didn't have many friends at that time, so I didn't want to lose him. Finally I said I'd let him play with them. Now mind you, my GI Joes were precious to me, and giving them up was equal to someone giving up anal on the first date. I brought them outside, and we had a blast playing with them.

As it started getting dark outside, Courtney asked if he could borrow my GI Joes for the night, and give them back in the morning. I originally said no, but when he threatened to stop playing with me I said yes.

The next morning arrived, and after I got washed up I ran walked to Courtney's house to get my stuff. As I walked up his driveway I saw most of my GI Joes on the ground smashed; he had thrown them out of his window onto the pavement below. When I asked what happened, he said his mom did it, while trying to hold back laughter. I cried.



In that one incident I learned many things that have helped me through the years. You should never put yourself in a position where you feel you need to please other people in a one-sided relationship. If someone is a true friend, you shouldn't have to "make" them like you, or beg them to stay friends with you.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #1 on: September 21, 2006, 08:09:24 PM »
I'm not reading that. Thread failure complete.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #2 on: September 21, 2006, 08:15:47 PM »
But isn't Courtney a WOMANs name?
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Phoenix Dark

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #3 on: September 21, 2006, 08:17:04 PM »
But isn't Courtney a WOMANs name?

Courtney is a punk ass name for men. My "cousin" is named Courtney too, and he's a fucking asshole. Only person I ever "hated" for an amount of time.

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #4 on: September 21, 2006, 08:22:55 PM »
Why the hate?
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Phoenix Dark

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #5 on: September 21, 2006, 09:11:25 PM »
Why the hate?

More sad stories :(

My grandma used to send me to Bible Camp every summer when I'd come visit her. I'd have to go with Courtney. He was older than me, so he was always in charge. One time there was this girl at the camp that he really liked, but she would never talk to him. So he told me to go up to her table at lunch and tell her how cool he was; mind you I was like 12, and that muther fucker was about 15. Anyway I got up to the table she was eating at, but I didn't say anything to her. As I walked away he grabbed me and threw me onto the table in front of her. Got food all on my clothes, and soaked. He then picked me up and acted like I tripped. "Oh, it's just my cousin. I have to look out for him so he doesn't get hurt. We're best friends." I wanted to kill him right there on the spot.

Then another time I was playing Street Fighter II on the Genesis (at my grandma's house), and he busted into the room demanding I let him play. I was fighting M. Bison, and I was about to beat him when Courtne y restarted the Genesis, plugged the second controller in, and demanded that I play him. I threw down the controller and was about to leave, and he said he'd let me play all day if I beat him. So I picked the controller up again and played him. I was Ken, and I kicked his ass over and over again. About an hour later when I was outside, he punched me as hard as he could in the back of my head; I fell down and he said "that's what you get for cheating in Street Fighter taco"

Fucking asshole. He's in jail now. I know it's wrong, but I've always had a dislike for adopted kids because of him. He was adopted. My aunt brought him into the family, and he constantly fucked with me. Constantly. People who beat up those who are weaker than them or make fun of outcasts make my blood boil. Perhaps that's why I have always hung out with the "fat kid" or the "wierd kid" or whatever. To selfishly make myself feel better than him, or to repress those memories? I don't know. But whenever I see someone who gets treated like shit, I gravitate to them.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #6 on: September 21, 2006, 09:22:57 PM »
The next morning arrived, and after I got washed up I ran walked to Courtney's house to get my stuff. As I walked up his driveway I saw most of my GI Joes on the ground smashed; he had thrown them out of his window onto the pavement below. When I asked what happened, he said his mom did it, while trying to hold back laughter. I cried.



I've always wanted to make a post like this.

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #7 on: September 21, 2006, 09:44:38 PM »
i once broke this fat black kid's gi joe collection. it was funny at the time -- oh god he cried -- but now i feel like a jerk. :(
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #8 on: September 21, 2006, 09:45:39 PM »
more creative writing by phoenix dark.

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #9 on: September 21, 2006, 09:46:46 PM »
This shit is way too long.

My dad once broke a broom over our dog's head. The dog was distinguished mentally-challenged for the rest of his life. That's mine.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #10 on: September 22, 2006, 09:21:50 PM »
My first 6 years of life, I lived in a rural subarb of the city here, and our subarban house was across the street from a farm. One night I was watchign TV with my family, and it was some UFO Aliens exist investigative report show. It really freaked me out watching it. I was afraid of abduction or an attack. This night was also my weekly bath. (hey I was 5) So I had to go take my bath, but I remember being scared shitless because the bathoom had one little window pointing out to the night.  I was sure an alien was going to come through the window. Anyways, I took my bath and wrapped myself up in a blanket in the living room, which was my normal routine. Then a knock came at the door and I froze. It was awfully late to have a visitor and my thoughts were of aliens.

It wasn't an alien though. My parents opened the door with me mostly naked, except for a blanket, and discovered a young woman there with her face covered in blood.  She spouted off a list of what had transpired and how she needed help. I edged towards the door and looked out to find the entire farm across the street on fire. I crawled back infront of the TV and curled up into the blanket. The bloodied girl kept talking, and it turns out her boyfriend and her got in a fight, he beat her up and then he set the entire place on fire. It was pretty freaky and all I remember was hearing the fire engines, the crackle of fire, some screams and hiding in my blanket the entire night.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #11 on: September 22, 2006, 09:56:20 PM »
i once broke this fat black kid's gi joe collection. it was funny at the time -- oh god he cried -- but now i feel like a jerk. :(

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #12 on: September 23, 2006, 12:43:58 AM »
I was 4 years old...

I had won a few goldfish from the fair that came to down and was looking to get them in new water. My cousin thought it would be funny to tell me that they needed to be in really hot water to survive...

The rest is history.

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #13 on: September 23, 2006, 03:48:16 AM »
I once stuck a a key into an electrical outlet and I can't really remember what happened.  :(

Another time in third grade, this group of "friends" I had at my Christian private school were eating lunch with me on a couple of benches. After a while, they started whispering with each other and two of them grabbed my arms from behind. The "leader" of the group then demanded that I eat a cracker from her lunch. I said, "no" and began to cry after they demanded over and over again to eat it. After a while, they got bored and I ran away. I didn't tell the teachers, since my "friends" were the teacher's pets. I told my parent's though, my parents told the principle, and they got a slap on the wrist.                 ...my sisters would stalk them at church though!  :shh

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #14 on: September 23, 2006, 03:56:12 AM »
I once stuck a a key into an electrical outlet and I can't really remember what happened.  :(
I once stuck a resistor with a piece of wood in the center of the wire in an electrical outlet and the wood caught fire, I was surprised I wasn't shocked since I was holding it with my hands in a ziploc bag.

when I was 4 I wasn't wearing my seatbelt and flew forward when the car suddenly stopped and cracked the windshield.  I still remember flying.

I once threw up on a guy in fifth grade.  That was embarassing.

One time I was walking home with some friends and we saw a dead squirrel on the road and they were just watching cars run over it and I said come on lets go but they kept watching so I went.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #15 on: September 23, 2006, 04:44:28 AM »
I cut a live wire once, it was awesome. Because of this, some people occasionally call me sparky.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #16 on: September 23, 2006, 07:10:09 AM »
I walked in on my dad fucking the babysitter in the bathroom. My parents were still married, my dad told me that there was a monster in the bathtub. I looked in the bathtub and said "there's no monster in there" and he started yelling at me.
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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #17 on: September 23, 2006, 09:06:38 AM »
I walked in on my dad fucking the babysitter in the bathroom. My parents were still married, my dad told me that there was a monster in the bathtub. I looked in the bathtub and said "there's no monster in there" and he started yelling at me.

same thing happened to me, small world  :o


When I was a little kid I got lost at the mall one time, some nice old man bought me ice cream and I don't wana finish the story...

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Re: Sad stories from your childhood
« Reply #18 on: September 23, 2006, 11:26:37 AM »
I walked in on my dad fucking the babysitter in the bathroom. My parents were still married, my dad told me that there was a monster in the bathtub. I looked in the bathtub and said "there's no monster in there" and he started yelling at me.
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