Silly Little Memories.

Silly Little Memories: Part Two.

Thanks to: MisterSuz, Praeciarus, xxKatiexx, Random_Logic, SabrinaHallerYeager, TashLovesJohnDeeres1, Honey_lover21, KaylaKeifer, LadyErato and janeAustenanonymous for contributing to this chapter. 

All of these are memories from people all over wattpad, from when they were little. None of these have been made up. 

MisterSuz: When I was little (about 5), my dad took me to see the death of an iconic Philadelphia landmark, Veteran's Stadium, as a new one was born (Citizens Bank Park and the Lincoln Financial Field. Since then, he has saved a photo of me posing next to the Phillie Phanatic (yes, that epic green baseball anteater, elephant mutant thing as I grasped a fake dynamite plunger alongside him. For years he (my dad) had convinced me that I had been the one whom had blown the place to kingdom come, alongside the Phanatic. It wasn't until I was around 8 or 9 that I found out the truth and became dissapointed xD

Ah well, I got a cool picture. And I saw this epic destruction (which I vaguely remember)

Praeciarus: My mom worked at the church and she would take me and one of my brothers, Zachary, with her. We had so much fun in that church! xD We would take off our shoes and stash them behind the couch, then run all over the church barefoot. Sometimes, when there was a special event going on that had refreshments, we would sneak in and "borrow" some cookies. We bought ourselves some walkie-talkies with leftover money from various holidays and would tune in on the janitor's conversation. But my favorite, BY FAR, was what we did in the Youth Area.

For the teenagers at the church, they had these GIANT beanbags for them to sit on. Me and Zachary would take those beanbags and make a big pile straight up, then jump off of them and into the surrounding beanbags. Sometimes we piled the beanbags up on the pool table and jumped off from there. Gah, it was so freakin' fun. :D Especially when you're drinking Phibb and eating Hot Fries while doing it.

So churches can be fun... when nobody else is there. :)

And yes, we were pretty disrespectful kids when it came to behaving in the church. xD

xxKatiexx: When I was little, I was camping. Sitting on a campchair, I saw a boat on a trailer drive past. It had 'Chubby' written on the side. Little did I know who chubby was, or even if that was the driver's name, I exclaimed to my parents, 'Looks like Chubby's gotten himself a new boat.' It is my favourite memory.

Random_Logic: When I was little, we used to have this really long fence surrounding our property to keep our dogs on it. It was one of those spiffy electric fences, where if anything touched it while it was turned on, you would get shocked. You know the ones I'm talking about, right? Well, every time I went outside, I would purposely touch it over and over, just because I loved the feeling of getting shocked. It wasn't high enough to hurt me at all, but it sure gave a little jolt!

I dunno...I was a weird kid...

SabrinaHallerYeager:  I remember when I was very young, wandering off at the beach. I had a tendency to go and meet people on the beach. I wandered off too far and the next thing I know, the lifeguard is looking for me because my mom and aunt were frantically for me. The lifeguard picked me up and when I realized I couldn't tell him where my mom was, I was frantic. We finally found them and all was well. Needless to say, later on I ran into a group of people playing guitars on the beach and started talking to them. Sometimes we never learn. Remember, don't talk to strangers unless they give you candy ;) just kidding lol

TashLovesJohnDeeres1: This is an embarassing memory... but ohwell.

Well, i was in about year 2.. or 3 and the whole class was playing octapus. I was having fun until i suddenly needed to go to the toilet. So i ran over to the teacher and begged her to let me go, after she said yes, i ran as fast as i could to the toilet but unfortunatly wet my pants just outside the girls toilet. Walking back outside to my teacher i was crying so hard that i could hardly tell her i wet myself, when i got there i seen some kids snikering about it but i decided to ignore them. My friend molly and me decided to walk up to the office to ring my parents.

Even now like 6 years later me and molly still laugh our asses off about this. :)

Honey_lover21:   Hey i don't know if this is normal (I don't think so but anyway) I live on a property in NSW and when i was little mum would always take me outside to play. Everytime i went outside i would crawl straight to the garden and eat the soil and pull out the flowers.

One time when we were outside and mum was hanging out the washing i was riding my little pink tricycle when two two brown snakes started going towards mum. She froze and yelled at me to go inside. Dad heard her scream and came outside with his gun. He shot both the snakes in the head. I was watching him from the back door going 'whoa cmon shoot em up dad."

KaylaKeifer: When I was younger, my grandfather would take me for rides on his Harley Davidson motorcycle. Although I was scared at first, because of the loud noises coming from the garage, my curiousity won-out and I soon ended up asking for a ride.

I didn't get many rides on that bike, though, for my grandfather had gotten in a horrible accident not soon after my first ride. He walked off with only a few minor scratches and some bruises, but my grandmother was so scared that she forbid him to ever buy another bike.

I always think about that first ride on the Harley. It's been my obsession ever since.

One day, I hope to find a man who will take me riding on his Harley :)

LadyErato: I remember one day when I was like 5 or 6 years old, it's a little difficult to recall. Anyway I was so angry because neither my mom or dad had showed up at my recital at school--which was a pretty BIG deal to me-- so I decided to run away from home to my grandma's house. Did I mention she lives like in another state? well I don't know what I was thinking. lol So I packed my things(while crying), and wrote a letter to everyone in my family, yes, everyone. There I told my parents how it was their fault that I decided to leave them and they were never going to see me again. So I ran away, and after what it felt like a whole day--it was really like an hour or so-- I went back home because I was thirsty. When I got to the kitchen I saw my brother waggling his finger at me and laughing his head off, he had my letter on his hands and read it out loud. My mom just smiled and told me she was sorry she couldn't be there. Now that I think about it, that was pretty sweet. I love my mom! :)

JaneAustenanonymous: I remember one time when I went to visit my Aunt because my mom was working I was about 6, and I was watching some Shirley Temple. And she walked into the room with this big smile on her face, and I asked her why she was smiling and she said, "Your Cousin Melissa used to watch this all the time." and I sat there thinking about it for what seemed like forever and I said, "Well then I'm going to be exactly like her!" and at this point my Aunt laughed and went back to the kitchen. But I decided I'd start my training to be like my Cousin Melissa. So I walked into her room and opened her closet. Then I some how managed to pull down a white bag on a hanger. I unzipped the bag and pulled the purple dress over my head, and proceeded to walk over to her dresser, put on her jewelry and her make-up, yes it looked bad...and then grabbed a pair of my dress up gloves and put them on. I walked down to the kitchen and my Aunt screamed! It was my Cousin's prom dress! And her prom was a week away! I had gotten two lipstick stains on it and I tore the bottom..I was in so much trouble but all I kept saying was, "I told I was gunna be like Mel!!"