ITT: Weird things you remember as a kid and have never told anyone

ITT: Weird things you remember as a kid and have never told anyone

continued from last thread, that was a good one

bumping for more stories, that was a comfy thread

When I was lil i had a steady group of other girls my age that would always suck my dick in my closet when our parents got together. One of them was my cousin

When I was about 8 or 9 my dad had a girlfriend who had a daughter, this girl and her two cousins would basically abuse me whenever my dad left me there. They'd spit on me, spray perfume in my mouth, and all kinds of other shit. I'm pretty sure my not-so-healthy attitude to women has come about as a result of that.

>Young child of about eight or so, sister is four years older than I. She had a friend across the street, whose name I can't remember, but we'll call her Amanda.
>Amanda would often times sleep over at our house. Myself, being the youngest of three children, opted to sleep in the living room on the couch as oppose to dealing with my disgusting brother.
>Amanda and my sister sometimes slept on the floor and love seat in the living as well.
>One day, I was awoken to something moving around my dick. I woke up, but not enough where anyone might notice.
>Apparently my sister and her friend were checking out my dick while I slept.
>Didn't move at all as I had already started understanding what sex and what my boner was for.
>They were dead quiet about the whole thing and it only lasted maybe around a few minutes or so, but eventually they slunk off back to the other couch and floor to go to sleep. Whispering the whole time, but eventually I went back to sleep.

The next day they made references to my butt looking weird when I slept, but I didn't say a word about anything that happened.

>Muuuuch later when I was around twelve and learned the joys of crankin' it. My family receives some old PC from some yard sale or something.
>My sister and me get it in our room, because my brother being a fuckin' neck beard already had one.
>Turns out this thing is filled to the fucking brim with incest stories.
>My sister spends the next like four days or so reading all of them.
>At the time, I didn't know until I finally asked what she's been reading this entire time.
>She tells me they're about a sister and brother who fuck.
>I am as hard as fuckin' tungsten at this point.
>Just casually play it off.
>"Oh, that's kind of weird."
>By this time it's somewhere around midnight or so.
>I lay down and lay there for about what felt like two hours.
>Suddenly I hear what sounds like low wet slaps.

My grandmother used to tell me that blacks/"niggers" spit on/in water fountains in the outlet and to never use one after a black kid.


wtf already.

Keep going

I used to climb out of my crib at night and play with my friend the ghost who was my size. I'd just show him all my toys. Some nights he terrified me and I slept in my parents bed. Also watched this really old cartoon that came on really late at night.

I remember being 5 or 6, early 90's rural trailer park.

My bedroom window was about 10' off the ground.

Something was looking into it one night. Tall, sorta white. Seemed...janky looking. Not slenderman.

I know that I was awake. Fully.

Lake Echo. The whole area feels evil as fuck, years later.

Damn that's a shitty thing to teach a kid

>Be fourth grader
>Have crush on girl in my class, we'll call her Lily
>Ask Lily to be my girlfriend, she says yes
>Seeing as this was only the fourth grade, all this means is we play together a lot.
>Finally get to start hanging out at her house
>Our moms get along due to having the same breeds of dogs (westies)
>Lily asks me to spend the night
>Awwshit.woff
>My parents struggle with the idea, since I'm almost at that age, but they agree last minute.
>The night comes
>She's showing me around her bedroom and shit. We're running around like kids.
>Walk past dad on computer
>Dad was nice enough, but a bit dead beat looking.
>Dad talks to us nonchalantly as he totally had porn on his screen
>Seemed like two naked people, at least one female, chasing each other. Still image
>Pic semi related

IDK why but that's always stuck with me. Like, they were definitely naked, and he just had them there on screen, facing us. She broke up with me early 6th grade, then I heard her parents got divorced in Junior high. Such a shame.

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>be me
>5 yeas old with friend also 5
>went to go play in the park
>we had to piss
>piss with ballsack hanging out
>friend sees ask what my ballsack is
>ask dont you have one?
> shows me his cock and nothing underneath
>later that night i ask my mum why my friend doesnt have a nut sack.
>says thats because they are probobly a girl
>i say no he has a pee pee
>mother dismisses it
>next day she see my friend and me playing
>later that week my friend says he has to see a doctor
>never see him again
>realise later he was castrated
>realise he was a sand nigger
>realise my mother called cps

When I was in jr high, can't remember if it was 7th or 8th grade. I slept crept an aunt who was in her mid 20s.
She was visiting my mom (her sister) and at the time we had a smaller house so for god knows what fucking reason she slept with me in my bed. Maybe other family was over and they're the ones who slept in my sister's bed.
Anyways, I had always found her attractive, still do, she's a great piece of ass and easily the hottest of my mom's sisters. One night I was extra horny and knew she'd be sleeping in my bed again. I stayed up and this was before cellphones were big and my wall clock was analog so I had no idea what time it was. I stayed up entertaining the idea of feeling my aunt up. Eventually when I decided she was probably sleeping I went for it. I slowly started caressing her back, then her hips, her legs, her ass and when I couldn't contain myself her breast. I groped her for maybe an hour with my dick essentially a fucking diamond at this point. I couldn't contain it any further and my dick brain took over, I pulled my dick out of my pajama pants and hot dogged it on her ass while slowly grinding on her. I was young and extremely horny so my dick was hard as a fucking rock, it didn't bend or budge, it was basically a solid object.
I eventually went from hot dogging to poking her ass with my rock hard erection. At the time I deluded myself into thinking I was a fucking ninja and she wasn't the wiser. Knowing what I know now and after having slept with several different partners (like sleep together and wake up together) I now know there's no way in hell she didn't eventually wake up during that.
She never brought it up and over the years her and I have been very close, when we get together as a family she usually leans on me, hangs out with me or is constantly asking me to play with her hair.
A side of me tells me she's dtf but another is too afraid to ask

One time when we were driving somewhere my parents stopped the car and made us get out. my sister, me and my bro. We would have been about 7,4,2. They drove off as we cried and then came back.
They deny this happened but I remember.

lmao you were being annoying and they tried to scare you

user pls

There's not much after this honestly; sadly. I just quietly and slowly started jackin' it myself.

Nothing came of it, save from the time I got to see her tits. Except for the fact we have this weird relationship where we don't really give a shit at all about talking about sex, sex toys, banging ours spouses, everything. Both of us even don't give a shit about seeing each other in our underwear. It's really strange thinking about it.

When she was younger she also used to strip on our kitchen table and dance.

once I shit up the ass of my own ass

god damn dude my dick was ready

>be me
>7 or 8ish maybe younger
>on way back from newjersey
>1030ish
>stop too use the bathrook at a restop
>its a big bathroom with lots of urinals and stalls
>my grandpa goes into a stall too piss while i go to a urinal
>bathroom is completly empty other than this black guy
> he moves about 2 or 3 urinals away
>motions me to look down and hes got his dick pointed out
> didnt know what a boner or jerkoff was at the time
> he starts shaking it and rubbing while staring at me
>he turns away once my grandpa unlocks the stall
>i didnt really understand it as weird at the time but now it creeps me out
>my grandpa was still on the job as a cop at the time so i would have loved for him to shoot this guys dick off
>also get scared thinking about if i went in alone

For sure. Was pretty fucked though lol

I'm sorry man, I really am, but that is exactly what happened. Believe me, because of events like that I'd developed the same fetish and it burns that nothin' came of it.

I was around 4-6 years old, I was in my bedroom it had a dark window with thin glass on the second floor of the house nothing was below the window about 20 feet up. One night i wake up (lights are on) and see something in the window i go closer and I see a white/blue thing that looks like a bald human but the eyes were bright white and glowing its body was a pale grey color it opened its mouth I think it was about to scream but then my mother came in through the door on the other side of the room I started screaming but when I looked at the window it was gone. My parents blamed it on watching to much tv but I know what I saw.

>be 4 or 5 years old
>deathly afraid of dogs
>brother and friends are hanging outside
>im being an anti social 4 or 5 year old and i'm watching them on the porch
>I finally build up the energy to go play with them
>all of a sudden a huge dog jumped over the fence and locked eyes with me
>it started running towards me and all I remember is turning around to meet my mom picking me up
>she yelled at my brother and friends and I felt like I just escaped to death that day

link to archive of previous thread?

I’m a straight dude. My first kiss was with another dude in day care (age 3 maybe 4) named Brian. We were sitting at a round table and Brian was telling this girl and I about the movies he would see his dad watching late at night when he was supposed to be asleep with naked girl in them. I don’t remember how but before you know it this girl named Jasmin was bending over with her pants and her panties pulled down to her ankle and Brian was kissing her ass cheeks while she giggled (first time ever seeing a naked female too). He then said something about kissing in the mouth and I asked what that was and then he was like “I’ll show you!” And then we ducked under the round table and he made out with me. While we’re kissing the teacher or whatever walked in on us and freaked the fuck out. She was buggin out she was wide eyed and panting like she’d been running or something. She (and everyone else in that day care) was Mexican so they’re anti gay (especially in the 90s) and what we were doing was complete blasphemy. We got in trouble.

The day care before that they would line up the kids and the old black lady would spank everyone of us with a fly swatter. My parents would drop me off at that day care and I would cry and beg them not to leave me there and they didn’t know why and I didn’t know how to yell them or I was afraid to tell them we were being hit every day. I can’t remember which one. But they finally moved me out and I ran into the lady who would hit us years later at a Wal-Mart and my mom said hello and asked me if I remembered her. All the memories came flooding back to me and then I told her. She said I wouldn’t tell them anything and they moved me out because they were suspicious about them potentially abusing us. That day care was shut down for abuse like a year after I saw that lady again.

holy shit are you me? had the same thing happen to me around that age.

Grew up on a farm always had atleast 6 dogs/puppies when I was around 5 me and my little brother used to lock one of the puppies in a shed because he was brown and the others were black and white.

We played with the black and white ones while the brown one stayed locked in a shed all day. I don't know why I did it and I feel really fucking bad about it now years later.

My father sold the puppy I hope he had a good life.

Don't you fucking stop

I feel your pain bro, I used to tell my dad about what was happening but he'd just say 'ahh don't worry they're just playing around'. I saw one of the girls about 3 years ago on Facebook and she's fucking hot now. If I ever meet them again I'll make sure to make shit real uncomfortable for them.

poor doge. im sure he had a good life wherever he ended up

One time I was with two cousins, one girl who was my age and one older guy. I was about 12 years old. We were watching one of the old X-Men movies when there was a scene where wolverine made out with some chick. My male cousin pulls his pants down on the bed and he starts jerking himself off in front of me and my cousin, who's his sister. I stared at my cousin and then at my cousin's dick. And I asked him "is that what's inside?" I will never forget this because of how awful it was.

I used to sit my Ram upright to where it's penis would stick out.
Then I would jack it off to completion
good times

my dick is already out bro dont blue ball me like this

>Ram
Explain

same here, dad was too much about the pussy to care. kinda made me hate him or the very least not love him to this day, i don't have kids and im not fond of them but i know i'd treat them better than that. good luck out there Sup Forumsro

Same with mine, was too busy trying to get whatever he could. Fucked up thing is I can feel myself going the same way, every girlfriend I've ever had I lose interest in after 8-10 months and then want something new. Maybe I'll just stay single for life. All the best bro.

They do though

Please see:
again, sorry folks that's all there is to it. Unless you'd like me to at least elaborate the moment after so you could at least get some kind of ending?

Male goat basically.

>I was really sick for awhile. where I would walk around my house wrapped in a duvet just losing my mind.
>I think I was less than 12.
>I blamed a lot on fever, like hearing the noise of two hollow pieces of wood hitting each other.
>One day I looked out the window and saw a floating black 2 dimensional square in the backyard
>when I went outside it looked like it zipped away into the sky
>I had to get dressed to go outside and I got the first exercise in ages walking around the yard throwing sticks where the box would have been
>I think that getting dressed and going outside got me out of my rut, before that I was fucked for like weeks and I went to the hospital twice

For serious

I was reading the last thread when it 404'd on me, so I'll post some things I remember:
>remember having a dream where I was abducted by aliens, don't remember the abduction part but remember vividly having an out of body view of myself falling back into my bed through the roof.
>somewhere between kindergarten and 1st grade I was in a summer camp at my preschool, and remember playing a game with some other kids and girls where we would get naked in the bathrooms and come out to show each other
>remember lots of weird things centering around aliens and me feeling sick to my stomach
>once stuck my finger in my gold fish's bowl, it bit me and died the next day, or maybe a few days later
>i used to piss in a specific spot in our basement, did it for years
>remember jumping off of something not too high up and immediately afterwards being in my dad's arms crying as my thigh was bleeding profusely

Had a stranger called my house phone (I was maybe ten at the time, also home alone with a friend over) asking us to rub in between our legs (We played along but didn't actually do the stuff he mentioned) hung up the phone when he asked if we had white cream come out. (I hung up cause I realized things were getting weird. One day on the school bus on the way home, some girl on the bus, said some stranger called her house and asked her to do weird stuff, I told her the same thing happened to me but she didn't believe me. (I'm pretty sure some pedophile was calling the neighborhood as a telemarketer)

Was it parallel to the ground or perpendicular?

Actually I'm retarded. It's a male SHEEP not goat.

I vividly remember my biological father caressing my tits and my vagina (through my underwear) and at one point he thigh-fucked me when I was like 8 years old, but my mother denies that he ever touched me in a sexual manner. I've told her what I remember but she refuses to admit that it happened-- she divorced him when I was 10 and I haven't seen him since.

hahah here's one
>be me, 6 or 7
>parents give me $2 to go out and get a copy of the paper on a Sunday morning.
>I go and open the machine, but instead of taking the whole package I take a single page
>remember thinking as an explanation for taking the single page and ditching the rest "there couldn't be THAT much news"

its a square, facing me, like a picture on a wall except 20 feet in the air. Totally black, about 1.5 feet by 1.5 feet. Why?

Please don’t tell me you live in the pacific north west

>be me
>6 or 7
>nighty night time
>almost asleep
>hear loud crash noise
>hear my dad scream something
>hear loud bang and a thud
>as I go to my bedroom door I hear my dad say not to come out
>and that he shot the boogie man
At the time I was terrified of Freddy kruger and boogie men in general
>few minutes later I hear police sirens
>not a big deal, dad was friends with a few police men
>figure they just wanted to hang out really bad
>get picked up by grandma to stay a few days with her
>walk thru living room
>see a large tarp with what I thought to be pillows underneath
>think dads building an awesome fort
>get super jealous
>be pissed
>few years pass
>ask my dad about it
Some tweaker broke into our house and dad 360° no scoped him with a fucking shotty

I remember being a baby in my cot and climbing under my blanket getting stuck, and crying. Then seeing my mum come grab me out from over the cot side/fence thing

Its really odd, because I didnt think a human brain could register memory at that age.

holy shit
you never heard anything else?

who are you

Fuck fuck fuck nobody was supposed to see that fuck where are you now? We need to meet like right now.

When I was 7 my 16yo babysitter made me touch/help wash her pussy one time when we showering together. we always showered/bathed together and she'd help wash me usually but that was the 1st time i touched her. also when she put me to bed she always give me a kiss on the lips.

Lucky bastard

I’m serious tell me where you are we need to talk we will come pick you up.

You weren’t supposed to see that please tell me where you are.

>be around 11 years old
>at kmart with mom and older brother
>feel weird fart/poop feeling
>run to bathroom
>see weird stuff on the toilet paper
>think it's funny and tell mom and brother about whitish creamy stuff that I farted out
>brother looks horrified
>mom really upset and starts asking me a bunch of questions
>be truly confused
>mom always asking me long before and after this incident if people have touched me, etc.
>always say no because I thought that was the truth
>be mid-twenties
>finally put the pieces together
>still no memory of actual molestation or who did it though

Grade 2. Grill says she'll give me a $10 blockbuster giftcard if she can kiss me. Kisses me and gives me the giftcard. Score. That's about as successful as I've ever been with a member of the opposite sex.

That those weird wetspots in parking lots were the brains of children who fell out of cars.

very funny. what is this. can you guess anything else

Please answer me

ya sadly i didnt really realize it at the time though. she was super cute also

oh wow. is it normal to not have actual memories of sex abuse as a child? is there any other explanation that could explain it, like maybe it wasn't semen but something else?? seems like a stretch that it wouldn't be semen but you never know, the body is freaky sometimes

This was a long fucking time ago so I don't remember a whole lot of specifics, but I've been spending a lot of my adult life trying to fill in the blanks with this one.

> Had a neighbor kid my parents used to make me hang out with.
> Didn't really like this kid.
> He didn't like me at all.
> He was a year younger than me.
> Called me names for no reason and just acted like an asshole all the time.
> Nothing like the other kids I used to play with.
> Always seemed to talk back to his mother.
> There were a few weekends straight my parents dropped me off at their house.
> It was just him and his mother. Don't know where the father was.
> His mom always just threw us down in the basement and left us alone.
> There was a pool table and a TV and all kinds of other toys and shit for us to play with.
> Ask him if he wants to do any of those things.
> He says no.
> After a while of suggesting things to do, I just give up.
> Try to go off on my own and do my own thing.
> Kid starts screaming.
> Grabs a cue stick and starts hitting me with it, screaming that I'm not his friend.
> This goes on for a while until his mother comes down to the basement.
> Starts screaming at her son.
> Don't remember much else about the incident.
> Just remember my parents coming to pick me up and never going over to that house again.

I have to assume this kid just had a lot of social problems, and my parents were just trying to be nice to our neighbors by making me play with their kid. Like I said, the memories aren't all that vivid, but I remember certain parts so clearly. Never really asked my parents if they remembered this incident. Looking back I'm thinking the mother might have been a druggie, but I'm not sure.

Holy shit, that would bother the hell out of me. Not knowing but having seen tangible evidence yourself is pretty fucked up.

where I was or where I am?

Please tell me where you are right now I’m serious. We can come get you anywhere. Do you still get fevers? Any overshadowing anxiety or dread that comes from nowhere?

I used to be forced to pray to god by my parents and I always asked for new parents. I specifically remember saying "God, if you dont help me, I wont believe in you anymore"

i was raped by my step father repeatedly as a child and i can remember praying to God to help me/make him stop but he never did, so i was an atheist at the ripe age of 10 lol

I need to know where you are right now so we can come pick you up

nigga it was probably a dream. stop fucking with my head. do you know nothing else about me? what was the black thing?

You gotta ask that bitch to fuck and obviously tell us about it

why
not storyfag but am curious as i live in pacific northwest

wait did you ever bring it back?

We need to talk in person we can explain but we need to talk ASAP.

Look you really weren’t supposed to see that is not good that you did and if you don’t get some help it could be really bad and I can’t say more without triggering anything so please tell me where you are right now

So I'm guessing you faggots never had older brothers if you're complaining about this shit?

holy fuck just drop it. this act is really cringey and you're shitting up the whole thread with it

>in kindergarten
>story time
>teacher wearing skirt
>see up her skirt
>she's old and gross
>nose/lips/eyebrows start to twitch out of disgust
>learn how to move like 30 different new muscles because of this
>

what if you don't show up

kek

Told this one before a few times but it's one of the only stories that stand out....
I was either 3 or 4 years old and my brother was 5 or 6 years old still at the age where we showered together so nudity wasn't even a thing. One day after a shower we were sitting on the ground and my brother had farted. We both laugh like idiots as little kids would. After a while the question passes their both of our minds " where do farts come from?"

So we set out to investigate. I grabbed the flashlight and he opened up his asshole so I can try to find where the fart had come from

>"there couldn't be THAT much news"
children are fucking brilliant

I used to ask my dad about going fishing all the time, specifically out on the ocean. Reason being that I felt as a boy born in Florida, fishing out on the ocean had to be the one thing I gotta do before being an adult. Would but my dad about very often but one day, he actually said yes. Told both my sister and mother about it and was so excited, I couldn't sleep at all for the day to arrive.

Sadly, the day never came, my father was beaten to within an inch of his life and left to die in a ditch. Brain dead by the time anyone had found him.

I would always ask my mother and sister if they remembered where was it we usually went fishing or if they remembered what I had told them that day, but they both swear to this day that it was never a thing, and that there was no fishing trip planned.

It really pisses me off.

Once I was about three my parents left me with the nannies. It has a pretty big house, and she was downstairs, while I was watching TV on my parent's bed. I remember I had candy from a birthday party I went that day. All of a sudden a big black dog gets into the room from the door and starts circling the bed, not trying to get up (even tho it could have) nor looking aggressive. It was just circling it while I was really scared watching it. Then I started screaming and that's as long as I remember... Probably the nanny came or sth. I'm not really sure it happened, I've asked my parents and they say they don't remember this, could've been a dream but it's just so vivid in my memory.

>be me
>be 3
>play on top of playstructure my dad bought
>watering can at top
>play imagine sword fighting
>hit watering can
>hits older sister on top of head
>she needs stictches
>she needs lots of stitches
She developed mental problems later in life, not sure if my retard self had anything to do with it

Ok look the fevers and the lethargy was a result of the treatment you probably have large memory gaps between 9 and 12. There’s a really specific visual of a black square or hole or portal that indicated a particular effect which is why I need to meet with you.

You didn’t tell anyone about this did you? That might be why you weren’t reassessed.

brother 4 y/o older than me used to climb to my bed when i was ~ 7/8 i think... i believe he derived sexual pleasure from it and even executed some act.

>5-6
>playing with toys
>usually so immersed I don't want to take shit breaks
>hold in shit while playing with toys/using imagination
>19 now
>brain conditioned
>holding in shit makes me more imaginative
>literally hold in shit when I need a new angle on things

how about this. I check Sup Forums usually at around 8 everyday. If you need to tell me anything, post it then preceeded by ANTHONY or something so I can see it from catalog and know its you. I guess you're probly trollin but ya

He derived sexual pleasure from climbing into bed?

>be me in kindergarten
>bathroom break
>about 5 or so of us lads waltz into the bathroom
>everyone goes about doing their business
Backstory: their was this kid who couldnt speak and i had no idea what it was at the time and still dont know to this day, i think he was mute but im not sure.
>mute kid goes over to the urinal
>drops his pants and is butt ass naked taking a wazz
>everyone else looks over and laughs
>he looks back at us and stars laughing
>everyone is laughing histerically in the bathroom

I googled it and it says that 'black squares appearing on or moving in vision' can be caused by dehydration or retina problems

>5 years old
>kindergarten
>told a female friend i could build a robot for her
>IF she would let me see her "thing" (pussy)
>I saw n touched her pussy in the school bus
>when she´d ask for the robot i would tell her my dad took my tools
>nobody knows this

i think that's referring to like those little swarmy looking things like if you stand up too fast off the toilet or some shit, not big ol solid squares

I walked in on my sister and her friends as they were changing into their bikinis, I was like 10, they were all 14 - 15.
Thing is, they never saw me, and I watched in shock for a good 10 seconds before I slowly closed the door.
Saw my first bush and titties lookin for Lego instructions, giggity.

>is it normal to not have actual memories of sex abuse as a child?
It's apparently pretty common. I only consciously put the pieces together within the last year. I thought it was so weird too because I have exceptionally good memory and the idea of repressed memories, especially over significant things, always seemed inconceivable. My therapist says it's common with trauma and in the case of abuse it's more common the closer the perpetrator is to you.
>is there any other explanation that could explain it
It was definitely semen. I remembered the feeling and the smell and everything but I wasn't old enough to produce my own. By the time I was old enough and would accidentally get semen places, I remembered it but still sort of weirdly repressed it at the same time.
It doesn't bother me too severely. I'm almost more worried about it being a time bomb like someday I'll just remember it all and it will crush me. I'm worried it's someone in my family even though I have no evidence of that other than that repression is more common in those cases.

Did the same thing when I was 18 and drunk with some friends

...and hugging me extensively