Stupid things you remember crying about when you were young.....................

i had a balloon, it was one of those tinfiol-ish ballons, i let it go because i wanted to see it fly, but then i cried because i didnt have it anymore...

i wish i had 2 ballons...although i probly would have raced them.
 
when i was in first grade my best friend threw a pencil at me in art class. we were just joking around but i think i took things to far when i punched him as hard as i could in the nose and he started bleeding all over the place. my teacher kicked me out and i started crying. when he came back to the room after going to the nurse he saw me sitting in the hall and he asked me why i was crying? my reply "Mrs. Robinson (the art teacher) beat me up.".... wow, i just decked this kid, and now im crying about it. the best excuse i could think of was our teacher beat me up. wow.
 
yea when i was like 5 i got stung like 50 something times...i dont know why i cried i was such a pussy back then
 
that reminds me of the time my friend and his brother were fighting, my friend picked up a fork, and threw it across the room, it landed in his brothers leg and was just sticking there.
 
I had just gotten Lyme Disease. My older brother told me that all my hair was going to fall out and I was gonna die. After I cried for awhile, he appologised because he mixed up Leukimia and Lyme Disease.
 
^whats lyme disease

my friends sister had one of her ovaries taken out cause of horse riding, now he calls her one ovary
 
lyme disease you get from a tick. I was on Martha's Vinyard visiting my aunt. If the tick on you is bigger than you thumb nail, you have lyme disease, and if it isn't treated immediatley you can die.
 
welll this isnt stupid but its all i ever remember crying about...

me and my best friend who lived across the street were in my back yard on an excavation. we were digging around in the back yard just having some kid fun.

we are digging on the same hole somewhat and i forget why we were digging but it was fun. well its probably about 5pm and my friend starts to run to the front of my house.

i turn and start asking him where he is going. i get no response at first and then i feel it. i look back and see a swarm of bees coming out of the ground.

i get up from my crouch and start to run to the front as fast as i can. as i am runing i can see my dad pulling into the garage. im screaming as loud as possible and getting stung every second. im balling my eyes out at this time and my dad helps me get inside. i was stung a total of 35 times all over my body. remind you im a kid now haha.

i have stingers all in my skin and my mom recomends a hot bath to losen them up and help the stinging. i know we put something in the water but i forget.

later the next day we go check out the hive, my dad has sprayed it with bee killer so no more bee's. we dug the fucker up and it was bigger than a basketball.

ill never forget that day, it was too many stings to forget
 
shit i had a similar experience with the wonderland thing. except i was coming out of a chiropractors office with my mom and i got a balloon and it hand candy in it. but the wind took my balloon away and i just watched it fly away in the sky. ive cried over so many balloons when i was a kid wtf
 
I don't remebmer it buty in our home videos I tried to play my big sisters keyboard whiile she was playing a song for the camera and I started pounding on the keys(I was like 2) and she picked it up and slammed me in the face with it and I had to get stiches and yeah I had this huge gash in my face and just looked at the camera blankly for like 10 seconds like HOLY SHIT before I actually cried. It was funny as hell when I watched it., or this one time when I was like 6 I was riding my bike and this "Big Kid" threw a rock at me and I swerved into a parked car going really fast, and had to get escorted home by a police officer cuz the asshole wouldn't give me a ride, and once again had to get stiches in my hip thistime, then not 3 weeks later I blasted my bike though a intersection and got nailed by a car and ate shit, and I cried cuz I was riding my bike on the other side of mainstreet which I wasn't allow to cross and the person wanted to call my parents cuz I was beat to shit. I cried alot when I was litttle. and got really violent/
 
i cried during Top Gun

i cried when i lost my New Kids on The Block lunch box

but then i cried again when i found it on the bus the next morning
 
im 8 years old. pokemon is THE shit. dad tells me to go to take a bath. i said no. dad takes way my gameboy with pokemon red until i take a bath. i give in. after the bath, i go and tell my dad that i just took a bath and can i pleassse have my gameboy back. he says no, thinking that i am lying. still in my batman boxers, i kick the glass door right beside me. cried a whole shit load. had to go to the hospital and get 20 stiches in my lower right leg.
 
my brother got a nerf dartgun for his birthday. i was so jealous of this gun i fighted him for a chance to use it and i dropped it and broke it. he cried so much, then i started crying, then he jumped on top of me and started beating me up (because he was bigger and older) and i started crying even more, then my dad spanked us both and i cried even more.
 
my dad had the wooden spoon for spankings...its some old italian traditin i guess but that fucker hurt like crazy
 
in elementary school i would cry if i couldnt do my homework.

one day i lost my mommy in a store when i was like 4 and searched all over and couldnt find her so was walking around bawling and this lady is like "whats the matter?" and im like "I CANT FIND MY MOOMMMYYYY!!!! BAHHHHHHHH" and so she paged the lady over the speaker thing. the end
 
oh yea when i was about 4 or 5 i was crazy obsessed with dinosaurs so i went into my backyard n started digging for fossils. i was sure i had found one and i ran to get my mom and the fossil turned out to be a tree root. i cried pretty bad there....
 
once in grade 2 or so i couldnt do my homework and started to cry and told my dad i wanted to kill myself....in my head i was thinking i just wanted to kill him...but i thought that sounded kinda mean...anyway he told me that i had to go to the hospital and i was like nooooo i just need to cool off, so i stuck my head in the freezer
 
one time when i was 7-8 i told my cousin to shut up, he slapped me, then i kneed him in the chest. he started to cry and my grandpparents started yelling at me. i cried all night because i thought i had broken my cousins ribs. I feel bad thinking about it now
 
well one day when i was a youngin, my sister had to make macaroni and cheese for me and my younger brother. now i wanted the wheel noodles, and my bro wanted the orginal noodles. my bro got his way (i think my sis wanted the orginal too)....i was pissed, that just added to the climax. so she cooked the pasta for us. served it to us, but the cheese powder wasn't fully mixed in. i didn't even know the cheese came from a powder, so i thought she fucked with my food. so i threw the food, hit her and ran away for a day.

ah what an awesome child i was. (i'll think of more stories and cludder this topic)
 
dude i did the exact same thing when i was like 6...ok so we were going skiing and it was like 7 and my dad went to get coffee or some shit so i was like, im gunna practice for alyeska by jumping down the stairs. so the first couple times i did it but then the 3rd time i hit my head and wa slike what the hell was that..but i didnt cry
 
i cried the first time i got stuck in a tree well in powder. i was probably 8, and my sister laughed at me and skied off. i thought i was going to be left to die. it was pretty scarey.
 
one time i got mad at my sister and brother for ganging up on me and so i grabbed a knife and chased them all around the house. they were locked in the basement so i broke through the door. i stopped my rampage after i saw my sister crying, but that was an interesting day.
 
one time i cried (freaked the hell out) when i woke up and saw ghosts in my room. oddly my sister ran out of her room after i started yelling and saw the same thing. we slept on our moms floor for like 2 weeks. my little brother didn't believe us so he remained in the ghost infested room.
 
i cried a lot when my parents got divorced and i lost my dad for a couple years. but then he moved out to where my mom took us and won custody, and i stopped crying.
 
i cried when i got in trouble a lot as a kid. i got into trouble a lot!

one time i got into a fight at day care at the YMCA. i cried when i got in trouble, then i ran away. the police where searching for me for a while, but i out smarted them (i was 6, that's pretty pathedic on their part). then i walked home, i have no idea how i knew where home was (i've always been good at that)
 
Haha,sounds like something i could hqve done.

I cried because my brother threw me in the face with a snowball
 
I have another one. I and my brother were playing hide and go seek in the basement. Anywyas right when i think hes hidden in the very back i book it upstairs, shut of the light and slam the door so it gets stuck. my brother runs up the starirs screaming as im laughing on the other side of the door. he keeps screaming and so i try to open the door. It wont budge at all. I strat to get worried so i try harder, then call my mom. She cant get it open either so i run to the kitchen and take a knife. i slide it under the basement door saying THIS IS FOR BAD GUYS!!. anyways i start crying so hard becase my brother was trapped with the monsters, and i was on the other side only dying inside with every scream. It was horrible.
 
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