Bouncing off the "silly things you believed as a kid" thread.
When I was fourteen, my mom and I were staying at a Hampton Inn because there was a bad nor'easter, and our neighborhood was flooding. One day during breakfast, I totally wasn't thinking and when i saw that my bagel was stuck in the toaster, I grabbed the first thing I saw, these METAL tongs to get the bagel out. Thank god an attendant stopped me.
I've mentioned this before here, but in 7th grade I had a HUGE crush on my social studies teacher. I was always wanting attention for it. One day, right when we came back from Christmas break, I told everybody that I had a dream that he threw me on his desk and began to kiss me.
I was making shit up. Everybody said they were going to tell my teacher about it, so I freaked.
That same day we were having some sort of notebook check, where our teacher would make sure our notebooks were in tip top shape. I decided that I had to create a diversion, and also I was just embarrassed as hell that I told so many people about the fake dream I had. So I wrote a suicide note, and stuck it in my social studies notes. Yeah he found it, and ripped it out of my notebook, he said something hateful, I forgot what though. Next thing I knew I was sitting at ye olde guidance counselors office.
I have tons more, but I'll stop for now.
When I was fourteen, my mom and I were staying at a Hampton Inn because there was a bad nor'easter, and our neighborhood was flooding. One day during breakfast, I totally wasn't thinking and when i saw that my bagel was stuck in the toaster, I grabbed the first thing I saw, these METAL tongs to get the bagel out. Thank god an attendant stopped me.
I've mentioned this before here, but in 7th grade I had a HUGE crush on my social studies teacher. I was always wanting attention for it. One day, right when we came back from Christmas break, I told everybody that I had a dream that he threw me on his desk and began to kiss me.
That same day we were having some sort of notebook check, where our teacher would make sure our notebooks were in tip top shape. I decided that I had to create a diversion, and also I was just embarrassed as hell that I told so many people about the fake dream I had. So I wrote a suicide note, and stuck it in my social studies notes. Yeah he found it, and ripped it out of my notebook, he said something hateful, I forgot what though. Next thing I knew I was sitting at ye olde guidance counselors office.
I have tons more, but I'll stop for now.