Hey Pandas, What Is Your Weirdest Childhood Secret? (Closed)

When I was about 12 I found a dead kitten on the side of the road and was so sad for the kitten and their family that I biked home and got out my special box (a shoe box decorated with patterned paper) wrapped the poor, dead kitty in a bit of clean cloth and left it in the box on the front porch of the house i found the body by. Then I went home knowing I had done a good deed and that family would feel better about their dead kitty because it was in a special box and I thought no more about it.

As an adult I randomly remembered my good deed... yeah, that family probably didn't even have a kitten. They probably came home, saw a box decorated by a 5th grader, opened it up and thought "What the HELL!!??"

To that family, whomever you are, my sincere apologies. It wasn't a morbid prank, I promise.

I was likely almost kidnapped and raped. When I was 4-5, I was at a department store with my mother, and she had wandered off, probably chasing my brother. I was painfully shy and scared anyway, but when two adult men approached me, I knew it wasn't okay. They started talking to me, all friendly, asking me my name, and what I was doing there. I was petrified of being rude, so I answered, but didn't feel comfortable, and ducked away as quickly as I could to try to find my mom. I then felt guilty because "they were probably just being friendly," and I was afraid they'd find me and tell my mom I was rude, and I'd get in trouble. I actually felt guilty and ashamed about this for decades until I realized that no adult men have any reason to approach a little child, and like any good predators, I'm sure they could tell that I was easy to manipulate, and I probably was two short steps away from "Want to come see the puppy we have in our car?" or something. I never told anyone about this.

I had a crush on a girl so i took 2 Barbie’s and made them kiss

One time I split my v****a on a monkey bar type thing.... It had rained the day before and I slipped on it as I was climbing and smashed my croch.........

I used to take snacks like ziplock bags of cookies and hide them in our VHS collection. A week would go by and we'd have no snacks in the house at all. My mom would find me eating them and watching a movie. She'd ask "Where did you get those??" My answer was always the same "Had 'em."

I kissed a girl and I liked it.

At some point in elementary school, I was minding my own business and walking back home after a long day and this random truck pulls up to the nearest stop sign and waits for a really long time as I walk closer.(because that was the way home) Reminder: The road was CLEAR AS DAY and something clicked in my brain that said "If you get ANY closer you are going to get kidnapped" You wanna know what I did to this sketchy truck that was probably going to kidnap me? I held up both of my hands at my chest and.... flipped the driver the bird with both of my hands.. YUP! The funniest thing was IT ACTUALLY WORKED! It got the dude to drive away and leave me be 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I was born on a bomb!

A little clarification: I was born in a hospital in the Netherlands, in 1963. The hospital was probably built somewhere in the 1950’s. Many years later a new hospital was built in another location in the city, and the old hospital was demolished. One day there was a small article in the local newspaper that during the demolishing they found an unexploded WW2 bomb right under where the maternity ward had been…

According to that news article the bomb could still have gone off all the time.

Not really a secret, but if some website asks for a ‘secret security question’, I’m often tempted to use this.

If I was bored I would just start to "eat my cheek". I would start biting the first layer of skin on the inside of my cheek off because I was bored. I was a weird kid....

I used to strip completely naked, crawl inside my pillowcases, and force myself out pretending I was a baby being born. Several times. I was about six.

I would also wake up in the middle of the night, strip everything off my bed, and meticulously make it up again, then just go back to sleep.

I was and am a weird kid.

Okay, so, once when I was five in gym class we were playing soccer. I was the goalie. So, I was excited and when my team got a goal (and I had to go pee) I peed my pants.

not really a secret but I never told my friends I HaTe hugs from most ppl. I still don't tell ppl that.

So.. I kinda liked barbies but wasn't really into them but I really wanted to do glow-ups on them (New hair, different faces, stuff like that) and so I would take the heads off of them to redo their hair but I could never get the old hair out so there would just be random doll heads around my room😅

I decided to do gymnastics in my mother stomach causing her to go into labor and my umbilical cord rapped around my neck, sufficating me and causing my heart to stop for a couple seconds.

I found out the screen time, iPad, computer, parental controls passcode out.

When I was little I would take random food items and flush them down the toilet. I especially loved to flush bread because it was fun to watch it get soggy and squish down the toilet hole.

This kid was following me around a playground (we were both in preschool) and I told him if he doesn't stop, I would throw his hat over the fence and out onto the street. He called my bluff and I followed through with it. After that I felt really bad and swore to myself that I wouldn't tell my parents until I was sixty. But anyways that was my darkest secret for several years.

I was at a pretty big summer camp, and we were playing capture the flag.
I was pretty emotional when I was younger, still am, sometimes. I would throw tantrums at the tineist thing and get really, really, mad, espeichally if someone cheated in a game or something was unfair.
so anyway, we were playing capture the flag, and I was the jail guard. there were like, 4 people in jail, and someone from the other team tried to free them, but I tagged him before he got to the jail, but he insisted that I didn't tag him in time, and he and his buddies just walked away and then mocked me. I think something happened earleir in the game, because I was MAD. like, seeing red spots in my vision mad.
I tried to talk to the camp councelers, but I was screaming at this point so I don't think they could understand me. this made me so, so, so, mad that I ran up to one of the kids who had freed the people from jail and scrathced him. (I have really long nails, by the way.)
he was reasonably upset, and the camp councelor was called. since it was a big summer camp, she didn't know my name and so asked me for it. (obiously to email my parents.)
I was really sad and scared the rest of the day, because I thought that my parents would be really mad at me, but when they picked me up, they weren't mad. they never talked about it. I don't think they even got the email.
I kept quiet but was scared for years that they would dig up that email and find out.

I used to pick off my scabs and eat them… I was a weird kid :)

I really didn't like using the bathroom when I was little and would hold it until it was to late. One time at my sisters birthday party (my youngest sister) we were about to sing happy birthday and I knew I had to go and I didn't so I accidentally peed myself... 🤫