When I was like 4 I was watching the Olympics with my dad and after the gymnastics event decided I would like to try the un even bars at home.. I pushed two of our dining room chairs together, did an awesome flip over them and came crashing down on the iron bottom of our dining room table..Split my head right open and had to be rush to the hospital for 5 stitches..(oh and my dad kept me quiet in the car by shoving oreos down my throat lol ;) )
I also liked to put on a fancy dress and sing and dance on the couch arms..
I also remember sneaking my blankie in my backpack after my mom told me big girls dont take their blankies to kindergarten ;) Showed her!
I ate horse food when I was little :o It actually wasn't that bad.
OH and my friend and I would dig up earthworms and tie two together into a knot and throw them over the fence in my backyard. We were kinda sadistic :x
And then another time my cousin and I were walking around the street, and we found a dead squirrel in the middle of the road. We felt bad for it and didn't want it to get ran over again, so I shoved a stick under it's neck and she shoved a stick under it's belly and we moved it off the road and through it in someone's yard xD
I was weird.
I used to eat cat food. From when I was four until I was seven. When I was four, I used to eat it out of my cat's bowl. ;>.> My cat hated me for it.
I was scared of flushing toilets. Like, the sound. I would flush it and then dash out of the bathroom screaming. :x I also used to be scared of the drain in bathtubs. No idea why, though. o_0
Me and my friend used to gather up red ants and black ants and then pit two together. They would tear each other apart and we would take whoever was still able to walk and make it fight another one, and so on and so on.
And I would gather up a bunch of slugs, put them on a plate, and sprinkle salt onto them until they turned into mush. Then I would mash up worms and put them on the plate. Then I put the plate outside because I thought that the squirrels would eat it. I was a very cruel child. :x
I used to collect all my eraser shavings and hide them in my desk at school. My teacher found them and threw them out. ;_; I also named all my erasers(and pens, and pencils...) and played with them. And I refused to use them because I didn't want them to "die".
I used to eat paper. And boxes. I would eat cereal boxes and not the cereal. XD
And I had an obsession with playing doctor with my stuffed animals. I would wrap up their "broken" limbs in toilet paper and cover them in band-aids. Then I would try to make wheel chairs and crutches for them. Until I discovered the wonder of scissors...
I used to draw porn :| Like detailed, fully-naked, mostly anatomically correct... I was, like, 5-ish. And when I was done drawing, I threw the papers on the floor and left the room. My poor grandparents, having to pick up those nasty things...
whoa, really? o_o at 5? wow.
anyways.
i smashed ants for fun ^_^
I did this, but I was a dragon, and I once told everyone my parents stole me from a pack of coyotes. Oh, and I ran around pretending I was Tiger from Monster Rancher.
i had a blanket, with a homey sort of smell. and i used to smell it? i don't know why i did. but it was amazing.
i used to be afraid of grass, when i was a baby. i'd cry and scream apparently LOL
oh, and i've always been afraid of cotton balls, and fish. cotton = HORRIBLE, i cringe when people bite their shirts around me/rip cotton balls in half. -cringe. fish = i stepped on one at the beach, and it cut my foot open. oh, and i went fishing and my dad let me hold a catfish, and it hit me in the face and i was terrified for days, with nonstop crying. :|
oh forgot, i told my best friend that i was related to the spice girls, for 3 years. until we finally got older, and then we were talking about it like the other day. and i was so embarrassed. LOL ): [/font][IMG]http://i39.tinypic.com/2u6fx1j.jpg[/IMG]
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When I was little, I used to chew my hair, spit it out and then stick it to the TV. I thought it was art, but it was really disgusting. D;
And I had an imaginary friend named Amanda, I think. One day, I decided she died because she ran with scissors. I dug up a hole in my dad's garden, and buried her. xD
My dad was like, "Why is there a hole in my garden?" And I started sobbing and was like, "AMANDA DIED! D:"