Coldie:
During my childhood I was super weird.

I was so weird that I stuck out anywhere i went to even in my own family.

Give me cartoon forget it just lock d door am never com in out. Too much watching of cartoons especially dexter affected me cause I started behaving like him. I so much loved science and creating things.

That made me to start picking any fine thing I saw on the road, if I see hammer I would put it in my school bag, if I we pipe I would put it in my school bag in my mind I want to create gun with it.

The day e cast na d day sth Lost for class they were to search all our bags, I didnt steal anything but I wasn't comfortable cause I knew what was in my bag. The moment the teacher carry my school bag e heavy... Heyyyyyyy

She school hand bring out hammer, chook hand bring out pipe, chook hand bring out magnet, school hand bring out wire.

The woman look me call me like 3 times say what am I doing with these things I no talk anything.

Na my parents come settle matter lol

StacyO:



I didn't do much though.

mansakhalifa:


I hope you have joined those guys... what are they called again...?

LASTMA.

chatinent:
Mine: We were notorious for terrorizing the neighborhood pressing door bells and running away. Me and a friend. It's kinda our job after school.

One day I met my Waterloo by pressing a dysfunctional one having its wires stuck out. It electrocuted me to my marrows and threw me to the other side of the road.

I no gree. I wait for Kunle make e return. As e land, I carry am go that same faulty bell. He was always my accomplice so he ought to share in the electrocution.

Short Kunle hands couldn't reach the bell. I volunteered to carry him on my shoulders. As he pressed the bell... in fact, wetin do me..my mouth no fit talk wetin do me that day.


Share yours. Keep the fun going young..

purples25:
My aunt that wasn't much older than me convinced me to run away with her, and we did. Packed clothes and left the house.

We went far, found an uncompleted building where one worker was so nice to us and even bought us food. It was like an adventure, but we were scared stiff.

When evening came, we realized that our story book adventures were not like real life and started going home. My aunt said i knew stories and i could make up one to save us and if i could open my eyes for long i would start crying and i did.

When we got home the whole neighborhood came out. Everyone was looking for us. They even called the police. I told a big crowd a story that shocked them. Gosh, i was so scared, i did the biggest fraud of my life, invented on the spot.

I was crying profusely and told the crowd we were abducted by some guys at the back of our house. They led us away quietly and later blindfolded us. We were taken to a place that i can't remember cuz of the blindfold. When caged i managed to get one of their guns and point it to them and with the threat we escaped. I found a bush and threw the gun there.

This story was taken high and low, we were taken to the police to file a report. I was taken to the inspector, other high levels of police. I repeated my story without one glitch. My aunt was even like, i didn't give her a hero role in the whole story. I was believed so much, that i was allowed to take a search party into the bush to look for the gun i threw away. The inspector even showed me a gun to weigh. I don't think i was more than eleven or twelve.

People started calling me gun girl. I was ashamed cuz i was sure few knew i had lied. I felt guilt in myself.

It was one day in grandmas car, she asked me, and i told her the truth. This was years after.

She just looked at me and said "You can kill someone o."

realestate99:
There was this fish pond near a river , the fish pond was out of bounds but we do hunt for crabs along the river banks, then one day an older guy convinced us to fish from the pond, we were very young then he told us the pond does not belong to anybody, we believed him after we bought a hook and we were scouting for earthworms to serve as baits, we reached the pond and we started fishing

It was a very fine experience, the anticipation of getting a fish hooked, the fresh breeze and the numerous jokes we shared was priceless, at last we got a fish but we were too tired to continue and we went home little did we know that the owner of the pond has been alerted to consistent incursion to his pond then disaster struck , we went there with a basket this time with the older guy calling the shots, he threw the basket into the pond and we were amazed to see many fish inside but before dragging it to our side most of them jumped back to the river.

I think the noise we made that day made one worker around the place got alerted and he called other people, they rounded us up and threatened to throw us inside the pond to serve as meal for those fish, we (kids) all shouted in unison, pleading for mercy and pointed to the older guy for being the one that poisoned our mind, immediately 2 guys carried the guy and threatened to throw him inside the pond, he was screaming his lungs out, pleading that he is the only son of his parents, the guys replied him that fishes love eating only sons,

The whole scenario was terrifying, the next we saw was a big splash, the guy was thrown at the edge of the pond, he quickly rose up and struggled to get out of the marsh, after getting on land he took off like a mad man, we (kids) were all laughing, the other guys were laughing too, then they warned us never to return to the pond again.

sterlingbrown:
This one na upcoming herbalist

OKame:
My father was a disciplinary to the core. I was punished (flogged) for every rule I broke, if not immediately, then when 'my cup became full'. On this fateful day I forget to put off our electric burner and I left for school. Luckily for me there were many power cuts that day so the house did not burn down but the pot of beans I left on the burner got burnt and was pure black.When my dad returned home he perceived the burning smell and asked if I did put off the burner. Guess what, I lied.
The cut the story short, my dad made me eat the burnt beans, allowed me to sleep for two hours, then woke me up..He stripped me naked and told me to lie on the table. He would flog me about 15 strokes and allow me to cry 'rest' for about 10minutes, then I'll climb the table and repeat the whole process again.
I received about 100strokes that day and the scares are still visible on my back till today.
When my mum returned home and saw me, she bursted into tears and a serious quarrel ensued between her and my dad..

Zzor:
quit spreading your deep hatred for me everywhere,you will hurt yourself

ZIINI:
I read a girl's comments now and you will clearly know that her craziness didn't start when she's already a grown up
It started right from her childhood
Anyways keep it up

donbachi:
The greatest lizard hunter and lizard surgeon.

chrisxxx:
My mum gave me soup to send to someone just the normal complimentary virtues. I opened the soup and picked the largest prawn in the soup on my way going to the person's house. The prawn was the pride of the soup.
My brothers and sisters in the crime, when I got there the lady was not at home. And there was nobody at home to receive the tampered soup from me.
I am still at the person's place since 1989 waiting for her to come back. I cant take this modified soup back. Lol.

ciro11:


I bet you guys didn't forget this lesson in a hurry