Injured Siblings
My sister and I were always fighting. She's still got a large chunk of pencil lead embedded in her hand from where I stabbed her once. What's the worst you've done to your siblings?
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 12:46)
My sister and I were always fighting. She's still got a large chunk of pencil lead embedded in her hand from where I stabbed her once. What's the worst you've done to your siblings?
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 12:46)
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Does mental scaring count?
Apart from all the times my big sister pushed me down the stairs, she also dragged and pushed (with the same 'friend that pused me down stairs) me on the roof of the shed and then leave me there.
But the scariest moment of my life was at my uncles house when I was about 7-8. Behind the fence in my uncles old garden there was a sheer drop of about 8 feet at least where a tree grew. With a step lader, you could clim into the trees branches from the fence.
Me being a chicken shit somehow got convinced by my sister and cousins (one 3 years older than me *sis is 18 months older* and another a few days younger) convinced me to climb up with them to the top.
Suprise suprise they left my up this fucking tall tree terrified and taking the ladder way shouting that the farmer in the field will shoot me.
I was stuck up there for about an hour or so in the rain crying and peeing myself in terror till my mum finally found me and my grandfather had to climb up and get me.
Only saw my cousins once after that (divorce, evil mother took kids, havent seen them in over 10 years)
( , Sun 21 Aug 2005, 0:52, Reply)
Apart from all the times my big sister pushed me down the stairs, she also dragged and pushed (with the same 'friend that pused me down stairs) me on the roof of the shed and then leave me there.
But the scariest moment of my life was at my uncles house when I was about 7-8. Behind the fence in my uncles old garden there was a sheer drop of about 8 feet at least where a tree grew. With a step lader, you could clim into the trees branches from the fence.
Me being a chicken shit somehow got convinced by my sister and cousins (one 3 years older than me *sis is 18 months older* and another a few days younger) convinced me to climb up with them to the top.
Suprise suprise they left my up this fucking tall tree terrified and taking the ladder way shouting that the farmer in the field will shoot me.
I was stuck up there for about an hour or so in the rain crying and peeing myself in terror till my mum finally found me and my grandfather had to climb up and get me.
Only saw my cousins once after that (divorce, evil mother took kids, havent seen them in over 10 years)
( , Sun 21 Aug 2005, 0:52, Reply)
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