Lisa
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Jun 27, 2014 14:23:39 GMT
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Post by Lisa on Jul 22, 2014 15:12:17 GMT
What a pint-sized bully!!  |
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Post by freecharlie on Jul 22, 2014 15:15:24 GMT
The @sshole kids in our neighborhood stole my kids' bikes and then took them apart and put the pieces on their own bikes. I caught them and the mom was like, well it was your DS, other friend, other friend, and other friend.
DS hadn't been home in three days. Other friend was at his house because I stopped by there looking for the kids/bikes. One of the others could have been involved, but I will never know.
My younger DS will lie in a heartbeat to keep someone out of trouble. Oh it drives me batty.
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Post by dulcemama on Jul 22, 2014 15:16:25 GMT
On my first day at a new school (first grade in a Catholic school), while I was away from my desk, the kid next to me leaned over and wrote "shit" several times on my math work sheet. The teacher was horrified when she saw it. I told her that I hadn't done it but I didn't know who had...teacher was unsure if she should believe me or not since she had no prior experience with me. I don't really remember how it was resolved but I remember being in tears for most of the rest of the day.
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sharlag
Drama Llama
I like my artsy with a little bit of fartsy.
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Location: Kansas
Jun 26, 2014 12:57:48 GMT
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Post by sharlag on Jul 22, 2014 15:17:02 GMT
Visiting a friend, she said it was ok to jump on the beds. It wasn't.
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Post by mztfied on Jul 22, 2014 20:27:24 GMT
Unfortunately, my older sister was the culprit. She could look right at our folks and lie completely straight faced. My father had the solution. He would just punish us both. Spanking was major and we got it regularly.
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StephDRebel
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Location: Ohio
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Post by StephDRebel on Jul 23, 2014 3:28:17 GMT
Yep. 4th grade Julie Johnson wrote a note to someone in Mr. Bells class. I was sitting behind here and the intended recipient was 2 seats behind me. I passed it back and got caught and when he read it it had cuss words in it. I got sent to the principals office and they totally thought I was lying although i'd never been in trouble before. Turns out Julie was a great liar. I was so upset and couldn't stop crying so instead of going back to class when they were done with me I walked out the front door and went home. I was so emotional I didn't even think about the fact that I was skipping school. The teacher never noticed and since I was still sobbing when my mom got home a few hours later she let me hang out with her for the afternoon.
I saw Julie again a few months ago. I still don't trust her! lol
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Post by ~KellyAnn~ on Jul 23, 2014 5:07:22 GMT
I was around seven or eight and at my grandparent's farm. My younger brother and I were outside playing with my aunt (my dad's youngest sister who has cerebral palsy and intellectual disabilities) who is ten years older than me. She told me to touch the electric fence because it wasn't on. What a comedian, I actually believed her. Forty years later and she still laughs about that. Technically, her lie didn't get me in trouble, but it sure taught me never to trust her again!!!  |
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Post by dulcemama on Jul 23, 2014 5:30:40 GMT
I was around seven or eight and at my grandparent's farm. My younger brother and I were outside playing with my aunt (my dad's youngest sister who has cerebral palsy and intellectual disabilities) who is ten years older than me. She told me to touch the electric fence because it wasn't on. What a comedian, I actually believed her. Forty years later and she still laughs about that. Technically, her lie didn't get me in trouble, but it sure taught me never to trust her again!!! OMG! Me and my brother used to do that to my sister. And when she didn't trust us anymore and would ask us to touch it first, my brother would grab the wire and hang onto it for a while. He always was a determined kind of guy. |
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Post by ~KellyAnn~ on Jul 23, 2014 5:49:31 GMT
dulcemama - you were cruel!! How in the world could your brother hang on? It literally zapped me on my butt and hurt like heck! eta - I'm just kidding, that's why there's a smiley face. |
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M in Carolina
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Post by M in Carolina on Jul 23, 2014 5:58:29 GMT
In first grade this girl asked me to fix the bow on her head that had come loose. We were painting, and I didn't want to do it because I was afraid I'd get paint on it. She insisted and said it would be ok. Of course I got a smudge of paint on it. She started crying and got so upset the teacher came over. She told the teacher that I had just reached over and got paint on her bow on purpose and her mom would be furious.
Later that girl tried to blame me when she cut a huge piece of hair off another girl. She thought the teacher would totally believe her. I am left handed and had to have special scissors because I couldn't even cut paper with those stupid safety scissors. The teacher saw right through that, and I also told her what had really happened with the hair bow. The girl got in big trouble, and I and a lot of other kids stayed away from her.
My brother was constantly in trouble, and my parents weren't the "spare the rod" kind of parents. A lot of times I would lie about him being involved with pranks--like the time we were chasing each other with wet rags and I broke my toe on the door frame. My mom swore that my brother wouldn't get in trouble, but then he did. My brother would also physically hurt me. I've realized he's a sociopath and stay away. He hurt me on purpose the last time he visited. I would have punched him in the nose, but we were at the airport. My dh did take him aside later and read him the riot act.
The worst was that my mom told my dad that I had been very disrespectful, rebellious and had talked back. My dad spanked me. It was the first and last time. I did talk back, but what my mom didn't tell my dad was that she had spent the past week telling me that I was lazy, stupid, and would be fat and a hoarder like my bio family. She said the worst things about me. I just finally had enough. If it hadn't been for the relationship I had with my dad, I would have killed myself as a teen. She made life so miserable for everyone while telling everyone what a great Christian she was.
I jumped at the chance to go away to school as a high school junior. I met dh my first day, and life got so much better.
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Post by ptamom on Jul 23, 2014 6:33:15 GMT
My older sister was a total goodie goodie. Could do no wrong in our mother's eyes.
My brother and I were another story. We were rambunctious kids, prone to breaking things, making messes, basic kid stuff.
One day, my mother found one of her most precious antiques broken, and got the three of us together. "I want you to tell me what happened to my vase." She said sternly to us, giving us the scary one raised eyebrow look she had perfected.
Older sister squeaked out that she didn't know anything about it. Mom let her go because she of course knew it couldn't have been Miss Perfect.
My brother and I sat there, shooting daggers at each other with our eyes, trying to get the other to fess up.
Nobody fessed, so we were both sent to our rooms. We weren't to come out unless the perpetrator confessed the crime. Our doors were across the hall from each other, so we hissed "tell mom you did it." "No, YOU did!" "Did not!" all day long to each other.
It had been about 8 hours. I was hungry and thirsty, and really had to pee.
My sister whispered through the door, "I did it. I'll tell Mom."
I was 5 years old.
I remember being called out of my room. My mom's eyes were full of tears. Not because she had subjected my brother and I to an undeserved punishment. But because her precious do-no-wrong daughter had lied to her. She made no apology to us whatsoever, just said that we were always the ones causing trouble so she figured it was one of us.
My mom offered us leftover dinner, still sniffling about my sister's betrayal to my dad, who had arrived home.
I turned, went to the bathroom for a much needed pee and a drink, and went back to my room. I went hungry that night because even at 5 years old I knew that you need to admit when you are wrong.
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Post by lovestocreate on Jul 23, 2014 7:13:47 GMT
Ugh. At one of my first jobs, a girl who was previously let go from the same place would come in and attempt to shoplift. I caught her once while I was working and to keep herself out of trouble she conjured up some fake tears and told the managers that I had threatened to beat her up. I never threatened her and apparently her act was so convincing that I got let go!
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Post by penny on Jul 23, 2014 11:35:50 GMT
Not quite what you asked, but I would lie about things when I was a child, that I knew would anger my father because my mother had no idea how to deal or cope with him when he was angry... I would always worry that no one would believe anything I said because of course I knew that I would occasionally lie... Even to this day, I often wonder if people believe me, or are just playing along or being polite and pretending to believe me... Drives me crazy that I spend so much time worrying about if they think I'm lying when I'm not and worse when it's something obvious... Example, I scratched my bumper last year, nothing bad, and asked my dad if I could borrow some polishing paste (is that the right name?)... My mom spent 20 minutes trying to figure out how someone else caused the scratch - maybe the neighbours had something delivered and the driver scratched your car? Ah, no - I bumped into the garage... I did it... Maybe the postman knocked his bag against it? No, the postman doesn't go near where I park my car - I bumped it, remember doing it, completely sure it was me... On and on like that... I'm 35, it's a 10 year old car, bought and paid for a long time ago, and it's not it's first scratch... Not a big deal... Whole thing ended with me yelling "I scratched the car - why won't you believe me??" My dad who has no clue this discussion just went on walks out just to hear that part... Says to me that the polish stuff should cover it up, and I yell at him that it's all his fault and stormed off  We're a weird family...lol Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk |
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