tramatic events in your childhood that effected you for life

[JP_614]

Ashley Milburn (17) was killed when her boyfriend crashed her car into a tree while racing - MyDeathSpace.com

Witness this first hand was in the car that was behind them racing and it
change my whole outlook on life when i was young and dumb

 

[flea]

so some of u dudes gonna completely ignore the fact that your uncle's played with yall wee-wee's? u nikkas know ya got touched in ya no no spot by an elder

 

[BlvdBrawler]

In 2nd grade, this girl I liked, Laura Thelen, was working up a nice pair of fat-girl titties (I'm guessing her parents didn't cook food at home or something).

Anyway we're playing football during PE and she's the center and I'm the qb. She was wearing this real loose-fitting shirt, and when she bends over to snap me the ball, I can see all up her shirt brehs. I mean I could see eeeeeverything. My dikk was giggling and I was never the same after that.

 

[Fervid]

My babysitter's boyfriend went after my younger brother with a battle-axe as a result of my brother popping shіt. I was probably around 8; my bro 6.
I was forced in a struggle over the axe with a full grown man to defend him.
That's when I first learned to be leery of a man in his early 20's, living with mom, and dating a teenage girl. Dude was obviously unstable.

Edit: A couple of years later that same babysitter attempted suicide, and her parents blamed it on us. I'm sure we were not the problem.

 

[BruhMayne]

First day at a new school in the 1st grade I got called ****** in front of the teacher.

White teacher took zero action. Aint trusted em since

 

[That 808]

I was there when that actual event happened. Had me scared to ride a roller coaster for like 15 years. I'm like "If someone died on a faris wheel, what makes me think a person couldn't die on a roller coaster?"

 

[BossIAm]

Went to a few funerals when I was young but one drove me over the edge. Been fukked up ever since. Gave me a phobia of churches, hospital, etc, basically anything dealing with death. I don't even like to walk in front of funeral homes and if I see a hearse I cross the street.

 

[Ronnie Lott]

How did your auntie act after that.

She was still a loud mouth black woman. she did not change at all. Smh

 

[NoMoreWhiteWoman2020]

I saw my daddy beat bytches asses

 

[Esau = Evil]

so some of u dudes gonna completely ignore the fact that your uncle's played with yall wee-wee's? u nikkas know ya got touched in ya no no spot by an elder

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[Sansprix]

Man I've seen all types of crazy shyt. People getting shot up, buck 50'd, mugged, etc.....but none of that shyt really phased me. I guess because it was all I knew growing up. Actually, the most traumatic believe it or not was when I got stung by like 10 wasps when I was on vacation in FL when I was little. That shyt fukked me up for life. Anything that flies by me has me instantly. I get paralyzed with fear and just start panicking.

 

[patscorpio]

Being babysat by someone who took PCP while babysitting. This clown starts trashing his own apartment. It felt like forever unlocking that door. Got out of their unscathed but that was my first brush with the demonic.

 

[AAKing23]

There's no real specific key incident that stuck with me besides being hospitalized in critical care multiple times because of my asthma and getting bullied teased until I was like 11. It's probably why I'm on the shy side.

But for the most part I think it was more like a number of things I saw growing up in a rough neighborhood, like crack fiends on a daily, stolen cars to the point where it was an everyday occurence, older nikkas getting caught up whether it meant geting shot, locked up, getting a girl pregnant, or dying.

All of these things contributed into the making of the person I am today and how I see things.

 

[thoushallhustle]

When Cain got shot in Menace 2 Society

And a shytload of death, abuse, and mental illness. Thats why Im fukked up today

 

[you're NOT "n!ggas"]

i remember at 10 or 11 my parents a serious fight... idc where you was at in the house you could hear that shyt. them slammin against the walls and yellin... me, my sisters amd my cousin was all in the livin room watchin tv tryna block it out. like we was numb to the shyt. but deep down i wanted to run in and split em up and tell em to stop. to this day it still bothers me that i didnt.


i wasnt exactly a "child" but at 17, i was ridin with moma somewhere and as we was goin thru the alley on our way to the main street this kid skateboardin came down his driveway unexpectedly and got hit by us. i seen him sittin in the passenger side, but before i could react he got got hit and flew in the air. i seen his brain fluid spill out on the street... he died later that night. that fukked with me for a long time... i still remember his name to this day though. his lil brother screamin it out as me and his aunt was callin 911 and somebody else took him away the cops came and tried to console my niece who aint even SEE what happened and i just broke down. i wont even go over how my sister (her moma) was murdered... i been thru some shyt brehs still here though