when i was child i would pass out if laughed to hard; anybody have a strange querk from when they were a child???

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Well, I suffered from HORRIBLE headaches as a kid, probably migraines, centered around my left eye.

I'd always say "my eye hurts" and Mom knew it was going to be bad.

I haven't had a bad headache like that in ages...probably after I learned to like drinking WATER.

Outside of rashes from berries, which I don't seem to have anymore. I think that's it.

I was convinced I was an alien from outer space and that my parents had only found me...then I saw Superman and was then convinced that the rest of the world new about me and where trying to get me to jump off a building ..but I was smarter then them.

I was extremly shy as a child. I didn't like anyone outside of my immediate family. Nope, not feeling you Grandma and Grandpa-lol! Sad, but true. But, after I got to know you, then it was okay.

Oddly enough, I have no isues with public speaking.

When I was little,

My father was famous. He was the greatest Samurai in the empire, and he was the Shogun's decapitator. He cut off the heads of 131 lords for the Shogun. It was a bad time for the empire. The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out. People said his brain was infected by devils, and that he was rotting with evil. The Shogun said the people were not loyal. He said he had a lot of enemies, but he killed more people than that. It was a bad time. Everybody living in fear, but still we were happy. My father would come home to mother, and when he had seen her, he would forget about the killings. He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him. Maybe that was the problem. At night, mother would sing for us, while father would go into his temple and pray for peace. He'd pray for things to get better. Then, one night the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house. They were supposed to kill my father, but they didn't. That was the night everything changed, forever. That was when my father left his samurai life and became a demon. He became an assassin who walks the road of vengeance. And he took me with him. I don't remember most of this myself. I only remember the Shogun's ninja hunting us wherever we go. And the bodies falling. And the blood.

well i had like invisble friends that would follow me to school. During lunch, they would lunge peas at Csssie Smith cause she was like always making fun of beret, it was red. Besides that oh and he would tell me to stare at the walls.

well i had like invisble friends that would follow me to school. During lunch, they would lunge peas at Csssie Smith cause she was like always making fun of beret, it was red. Besides that oh and he would tell me to stare at the walls.

Tittypants said:

Tittypants said:

When I was little,

My father was famous. He was the greatest Samurai in the empire, and he was the Shogun's decapitator. He cut off the heads of 131 lords for the Shogun. It was a bad time for the empire. The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out. People said his brain was infected by devils, and that he was rotting with evil. The Shogun said the people were not loyal. He said he had a lot of enemies, but he killed more people than that. It was a bad time. Everybody living in fear, but still we were happy. My father would come home to mother, and when he had seen her, he would forget about the killings. He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him. Maybe that was the problem. At night, mother would sing for us, while father would go into his temple and pray for peace. He'd pray for things to get better. Then, one night the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house. They were supposed to kill my father, but they didn't. That was the night everything changed, forever. That was when my father left his samurai life and became a demon. He became an assassin who walks the road of vengeance. And he took me with him. I don't remember most of this myself. I only remember the Shogun's ninja hunting us wherever we go. And the bodies falling. And the blood.

Naruto Uzamaki?

wiggleme said:

Rococo said:

Tittypants said:

When I was little,

My father was famous. He was the greatest Samurai in the empire, and he was the Shogun's decapitator. He cut off the heads of 131 lords for the Shogun. It was a bad time for the empire. The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out. People said his brain was infected by devils, and that he was rotting with evil. The Shogun said the people were not loyal. He said he had a lot of enemies, but he killed more people than that. It was a bad time. Everybody living in fear, but still we were happy. My father would come home to mother, and when he had seen her, he would forget about the killings. He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him. Maybe that was the problem. At night, mother would sing for us, while father would go into his temple and pray for peace. He'd pray for things to get better. Then, one night the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house. They were supposed to kill my father, but they didn't. That was the night everything changed, forever. That was when my father left his samurai life and became a demon. He became an assassin who walks the road of vengeance. And he took me with him. I don't remember most of this myself. I only remember the Shogun's ninja hunting us wherever we go. And the bodies falling. And the blood.

Naruto Uzamaki?

Nope. Those are the opening words of....

Shogun Assassin (1980)

Great friggin' movie!

wiggleme said:

wiggleme said:

wow...i never knew!! none the less extremely cool!!! thank u!!!

....tittypaints. that is.

You're welcome.

Tittypants said:

I had 2 or 3 imaginary friends at 5 and would talk out loud to them while colouring and things like that at home, and stopped after my mom one day asked me who I'm talking to I had a real best friend a year or two after that and then a sister so forgot all about it for years.

I did some other funky things too though, I put a diaper on a big santa doll of mine (it was in the background of a picture too!) , and I accidentally killed my grandma's fish by putting real food in the fishbowl and then she phoned the next day saying it died. I didn't think it would die, I just thought I was doing something funny and sneaky....I was about 4 years old, Bad era!

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I used to lick clean my mom's cigarette ashtray

I have no memory of my childhood before the age of 8...not even x-mas. dont ever remember setting up & decorating a x-mas tree.

i wish i had more memorys...