General Discussion

Oh god, So many stupid stories from when i was like 4-6
One time i was on the old family computer and i had this one dora math game
The computer bsod'd and i just broke down on the floor sobbing " DAD I BROKE THE COMPUTERRRRRR "
the other time it was right after halloween, Me and my sister were sitting on the floor in our room eating candy. i blamed my sister for everything when i was small..
I had a box of nerds, I grabbed one out of the tiny box and stuck it in my eye,
I was crying " MOM MY SISTER MADE ME " and we went to the er, Midway through the drive it popped out of my eye.

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Now to the topic of this thread, what were stupid things you did when you were smol?

I used to play Care Bear Hide and Seek with my best friend! one of us would hide one of my TONS of stuffed Care Bears around the place (including the basement) and the other would have to find them lol Circa 2nd or 3rd grade: made up a whole world with my own original species (a few of them). me and a few pals were Galaxy Acids which were wolf-like creatures with goopy acid-stuff dripping from their limbs and tails. The bad guy was this one kid who's character we called Coco/Koko (can't remember the spelling) and we kept trying to hit eachother with the make-believe 'ban hammer'. Also collected these rocks I called 'sandstone' which was not really sandstone but a man-made comglomerate of little pebbles and rocks stuck in some cement-y stuff. Also spare plastic beads i occasionally found laying around we called Galaxy Acid Beads/Droplets or something like that? There was, at the edge of the playground at school, a sort of hill with a particular large tree that was a pretty good 'item holder' because of the way the roots were where they met the ground. This area was dubbed by one friend the D-Cup Mountains (short from Drink Cup Mountains). [emoji=coatl laughing] It was such a blast... makes me wish I was still a young'n. [emoji=coatl sad]

i made an entire fictional universe that was pretty much teen titans go but everyone's female and one girl has a shoe cannon
i'm not joking. i gave her a cannon that shoots shoes due to an in-joke about the fact she has infinite shoes.

there was also that time i didn't understand what death was and was swimming... during a thunder-dust-rainstorm. i had never seen such horrible weather before or since and was very confused

one time when I was a small toddler (only know this from stories obv, too young to remember) was playing around this cabinet and it’s this really light cabinet and for some reason, I decided to pull the cabinet towards myself so it fell over. Freaked out at the last minute, tried to run, tripped because I’m like tiny and barely know how to walk and the corner fell on the tip of one of my fingers. No serious injuries but I can’t figure out why young me would do such a thing

I made up a game to play called vroom vroom, basically just run around the lines on a basketball court and if you went too fast the police man would chase you. The jail was in the center of the court and there were like speeding passes and stuff...
Also, the same year, I decided I was cool and me and a group of other smol stupids decided to run from class. We were in line and we just bolted. We got caught, and we had ISS (in school suspension), but we convinced the teacher that Coolmathgames were about math so they let us play

Yee

my mother told me about this but when i was smol i used to eat lemons, make a sour face then go back for more.

So when I was young, I loved stuffed animals. Specifically my Webkinz. I'd take them everywhere with me, and even brought them to the table for snacks. I'd always make sure that my stuffed friend got a snack, too. And most of the time their "snacks" were pretzels, cereal, the like. Little things that wouldn't damage the toy.

For me, this was great because a) TWO SNACKS TO EAT and b) it was fun. So of course I'd eat a little (or most of) what my stuffed animal had to eat (cause they weren't gonna eat it anyway) and life was good.

Until one day the plushie was presented with a different snack from usual. It was long and brown, like a big pretzel stick, but unsalted. It smelled heavenly. Of course, after I finished whatever was on my plate I decided to stick the stick in my mouth.

Turns out it was cinnamon. I almost ate a pure cinnamon stick. It won't kill you or anything, but raw cinnamon is rather flavorful. I was shocked. Thankfully my mother realized what was going on and we had a laugh about it long after.

I always used to wear this adorable white trenchcoat around the house (even to bed). I always thought that I was the coolest little kid. The coolest little kid that would also scream at the top of her lungs during thunderstorms because I'd think that they were the end of the world.

I was... a strange kid. Newsflash: I haven't changed much.

I would sit on the edge of the playground and strip leaves from their middle stems (rachis?), pretending to be a dinosaur that ate them. Or I would jump off of things pretending to be a self-insert version of Spaceman Spiff.

I didn’t have any friends as a child.

My friends and I would run around and pretend to be Pokémon during recess at school. Fun times