What's the worst thing that has happened to you when you were a kid?

At the age of 4, I drowned and was revived by my dad. As a kid, he was a Boy Scout and remembered his emergency training, thank goodness.

My mom died.

I thought my cousin's goldfish was dead...so I flushed it down the toilet right after I let her cat claw at it...I felt so bad

Kinda pathetic I know, but I had a pretty easy going childhood

I slapped my brother 50 times and I knocked him out COLD! :-)

My sister and I left our mother sleeping on a bed at a furniture store. I think it was Ashley's Home and Furniture Store. It was pretty hilarious but then it wasn't so funny after that. But still, it was fun! :-) But we were pretty young, around 6 or 7. She and I didn't know any better.

I had a pretty awesome and fortunate childhood. The worse thing I remember is losing my grandfathers. As for what I don't remember is around the age of 3, I drank lighter fluid for the grill. My dad rushed me to hospital and I got treated right away. FYI lighter fluid will not kill you but it can cause permanent brain damage. The only reason why I got to the hospital on time is a cop saw my dad run a stop sign when he tried to pull my dad over he lifted the can of lighter fluid and pointed at me. The cop then escorted us to the hospital. 

I acquired my step-mother (Hereinto referred to as the ESM) when I was 10. 

In third grade, I broke a girl's leg by accident. This girl also happened to be the daughter of the Youth Pastor at my church, and she was in a "relationship" with one of my best friends, so I got a lot of hate afterwards

I would love to answer. I can't now. If you have my email use it and ask that question-

Crashed bad on my motorcycle clutch lever went tore skin down to the knuckles I could see the bone

When I was 3 I think, I drowned and was revived by my uncle Bobby. I don't have the exact details but that's all I remember.

I was molested by a neighborhood kid while two of my cousins watched.

I fell off a stool when I was 6 & the leg of the stool impaled my left testicle. Luckily no damage.

Nothing happened except I was separated from the love of my life until I sailed out to sea and came back 8 years later. Then  I decided that it was time for me to head on back to the USA and so I did and then I met the love of my life . . . Again. She said where have you been all these years and I said that I had to go out to sea to clear my head. She asked why and I told her that I had made a few mistakes in my childhood. She then continued to press these questions in my face. I told her that I made  the same mistakes over and over again. I think she forgave me after that.

Signing off,

Lord of the Locker Jones

the broken-hearted boy