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 Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 9:12 pm
I loved exploring cemeteries, and I still do. I also use to modify my Barbies when I was young; chopping off their hair and sometimes dying it purple or green. I would then hang them from my ceiling with shoe strings.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 11:27 pm
when i was in the third grade my friends and i would always go around during resess and pretend we were all posessed be the devil and scare all the other kids.
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High-functioning Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 3:54 pm
I went to a Christian elementary and middle school, and in kindergarden we were studying the Exodus in religion. I distinctly remember my favorite plague being the Death of the Firstborn.
Then in sixth grade social studies we were studying early humans, and I offerred to bring in a book I had about ancient burial customs. I think I scared my teacher.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 9:51 am
I was not an overly morbid child; I think that the only somewhat morbid thing I did as a kid was that I used the dolls that people gave me for birthdays and holidays as voodoo dolls (I never liked dolls as a child!)
Besides that, I came into my own as a romantigoth quite naturally. I had always had a love of fairly tales, romanticism, historicly inspired fashion, tea parties, and the granduer which the upper classes of society have posessed in eras past. I still love all of those things, and I do my best to incorperate them as a part of my lifestyle. heart
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 7:09 pm
DecapitatedStacie ... I also use to modify my Barbies when I was young... Oh yah! I'd forgotten about the other stuff I did! You reminded me! I would mutilate barbies in the worst possible ways, artfully cutting them up and "cooking them." I scared myself actually...I hated what they stood for....damn barbies.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 11:30 pm
I would build Vlads castle out of lego... and have a von helsing model and everything.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 3:32 pm
I was keeping time in the halway back in 8th grade for parent teacher interviews one time. so i was sitting there talking to parents and sharpening a full size4d Wooden stake.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 10:50 am
I had a love for ripping the limbs off of my toys, and painting in red all over their dismembered sections. I would then pierce their torsos on titanium spikes, and bury their arms and legs halfway deep into the dirty. Finally, I would take the head, and thrash a tool into its face to create an explosion effect on the bridge of the action figure's nose.
It was all for fun. domokun
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 12:25 am
I wrote some really shitty poetry when I was a teenager. You know, the ones that go like-
My crimson tears fall into a black abyss which is like my soul only colder since life has become a meaningless dance of death from which there is no escape.
That's the only thing I can think of that would have pissed people off. And even then, it's more making people roll their eyes and laugh a bit, because that's what I do when I read back over my Super Teen Angst Collection. Hehe.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 12:23 pm
i used to play hospital with my barbies. except i'd cut off all their hair, break their limbs, doodle on them, and carve things into them.
i used to have a pic of what i did w/ a jewel girl barbie that has those bendy rubber torsos, i cut it open, broke a red ink pen inside it, and put the steering wheel of her little barbie car inside her stomach so it looked like a car accident. my mom was not too happy when she found it. damn, i had a picture of it too, and i lost it. sad
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 1:22 pm
Lit a hymn book at church on fire when I was like 11. Granted, it was by accident, when I was playing with a lighter I found on the ground earlier that morning.
There was also one time when I went into a catholic church with a cousin of mine and I pretended my face was burning after the dude at the door sprinkled me with the "holy" water. Same age I believe.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 4:26 am
My dad set me up. For a halloween he dressed me up as a bad witch and my sister as the good one. I didn't take the dress off for days. I also modified my barbies. 3nodding
I think everyone fell asleep in church so that might not count. sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 4:40 pm
I used to run around and pretend I was a monster and scaring all the kids. I also used to draw the most demented thing is the margins of my paper.
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