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[psp3000]

-I have been banned or blocked from editing wikipedia pages since about the age of maybe 13 or 16 (I have not checked if this is still currently in effect or how long these bans or suspensions last) and I always forget about it

-I was a bit of a kleptomaniac as a child and once I stole a pack or a few packs of Naruto themed trading cards and I felt guilty about it as soon as I left the store so after I opened the pack or packs of cards I stuffed them all in the crack that you usually find between the seats of a car so now someone probably has a used car that came with free packs of Naruto themed trading cards

-I can remember and recall most of my dreams

 

[itsoverforme303]

My mother tried to kill me multiple times when I was under 6 years old, and a few times after that as well. I honestly don't know how I actually survived till now. Well, mission accomplished eventually I guess. Ironically I know she will now cry when she finds out that I am dead.

 

[cme-dme]

- I took a course at the University of San Francisco when I was like 13 but only for 2 weeks :) was meant to be for game design but somehow ended up taking a 3D modeling course instead
- I was also a huge Discord fanboy at the time and forced my aunt to bring me to their HQ building...it was underwhelming
- I poured a juice box on a lamp when I was a kid for some reason and almost burned the house down
- One day, little child me was playing their favorite game, Terraria on the Xbox 360 when somebody who I did not know joined my world, placed down a chest, put all of the best items in the game inside as well as developer items that are normally impossible to get without cheating in the chest and left the world. I never saw them again :o

 

[JesiBel]

I had become friends with a man of my father's age. He was kind to me, and we had interesting conversations. We used to meet on the bus sometimes when I was a school student. He would sometimes gift me chocolates. In a few months he memorized the bus stop I frequented. One day he came to pick me up there in a car and said he would take me to classes. Luckily I didn't accept, and we never saw each other again.

 

[The Actual Devil]

I used to dress as the Grim Reaper and hold an actual scythe while standing under the streetlight of a rural intersection at night, where cars frequently blew past the stop signs.