Are you a bad person?

Alexthe4th · 11-21-2011, 09:33 AM

I consider myself to be a good person, however, there is this:

When I was maybe 10 years old I came home from school with a drawing I did in art class. It was a sketchy picture of an old man looking sideways over his shoulder and his neck was too long. My mom looked at it and laughed and showed it to my father. When he saw it, he got immediately uncomfortable. As a child, I really couldn't understand why. My mom asked what was wrong and he said for some reason the drawing terrified him. It really did, his palms were sweating and everything. He said, "Alexandria, please don't ever draw that again".

Of course, being a mischievous child, I continued to draw this again and again, tracing the original old long necked man picture. I would hide them in his office drawers, closet, briefcase, anywhere that I know he would look. He became very stressed out by this and even lost sleep, as he tells me now, he was having nightmares of the drawing. My mom tried to get me to stop doing it, but I had never seen my father act so emotional and it was a creative rush to keep finding new ways to surprise him with the drawing.

One day I snuck out in the middle of the night and hid the drawing in the glove box of his car. While on the way to work, apparently he saw it and almost got into a terrible car accident. When I got home from school my mother told me that he was livid and I was to stay in my room until he got home. When he finally did, he stormed up into my room and when he opened the door, I had a poster-board sized drawing of it sitting in a chair. He literally screamed, I heard him from under the bed where I was hiding. He started running in place and crying and everything.

~~Farfisa~~ · 11-21-2011, 09:40 AM

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Originally Posted by Alexthe4th

I consider myself to be a good person, however, there is this:

When I was maybe 10 years old I came home from school with a drawing I did in art class. It was a sketchy picture of an old man looking sideways over his shoulder and his neck was too long. My mom looked at it and laughed and showed it to my father. When he saw it, he got immediately uncomfortable. As a child, I really couldn't understand why. My mom asked what was wrong and he said for some reason the drawing terrified him. It really did, his palms were sweating and everything. He said, "Alexandria, please don't ever draw that again".

Of course, being a mischievous child, I continued to draw this again and again, tracing the original old long necked man picture. I would hide them in his office drawers, closet, briefcase, anywhere that I know he would look. He became very stressed out by this and even lost sleep, as he tells me now, he was having nightmares of the drawing. My mom tried to get me to stop doing it, but I had never seen my father act so emotional and it was a creative rush to keep finding new ways to surprise him with the drawing.

One day I snuck out in the middle of the night and hid the drawing in the glove box of his car. While on the way to work, apparently he saw it and almost got into a terrible car accident. When I got home from school my mother told me that he was livid and I was to stay in my room until he got home. When he finally did, he stormed up into my room and when he opened the door, I had a poster-board sized drawing of it sitting in a chair. He literally screamed, I heard him from under the bed where I was hiding. He started running in place and crying and everything.

Can we see this picture? Oh, and did you ever find out why this scared him?

Sneer · 11-21-2011, 09:45 AM

I put salt, instead of sugar, in my house mate's tea once. ON PURPOSE.

Shit gets wild here.

**Goofle** · 11-21-2011, 09:47 AM

I am a good person.

The Batlord · 11-21-2011, 10:01 AM

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Originally Posted by Alexthe4th

I consider myself to be a good person, however, there is this:

When I was maybe 10 years old I came home from school with a drawing I did in art class. It was a sketchy picture of an old man looking sideways over his shoulder and his neck was too long. My mom looked at it and laughed and showed it to my father. When he saw it, he got immediately uncomfortable. As a child, I really couldn't understand why. My mom asked what was wrong and he said for some reason the drawing terrified him. It really did, his palms were sweating and everything. He said, "Alexandria, please don't ever draw that again".

Of course, being a mischievous child, I continued to draw this again and again, tracing the original old long necked man picture. I would hide them in his office drawers, closet, briefcase, anywhere that I know he would look. He became very stressed out by this and even lost sleep, as he tells me now, he was having nightmares of the drawing. My mom tried to get me to stop doing it, but I had never seen my father act so emotional and it was a creative rush to keep finding new ways to surprise him with the drawing.

One day I snuck out in the middle of the night and hid the drawing in the glove box of his car. While on the way to work, apparently he saw it and almost got into a terrible car accident. When I got home from school my mother told me that he was livid and I was to stay in my room until he got home. When he finally did, he stormed up into my room and when he opened the door, I had a poster-board sized drawing of it sitting in a chair. He literally screamed, I heard him from under the bed where I was hiding. He started running in place and crying and everything.

Well, this doesn't sound at all like bull****. Nope.

Alexthe4th · 11-21-2011, 10:40 AM

It's a completely true story. I had a weird upbringing, very solitary despite having friends. I entertained myself by causing trouble to people who I knew had to be around me, since anyone else would just give up. I cannot remember exactly what the drawing looked like, but my dad does. Believe me, I've tried to get him to quickly draw it but he refuses. He still feels uncomfortable about it. Not because he's too scared (I think he is) but because of the discord I caused for him and the stress associated with it all.

**Goofle** · 11-21-2011, 10:47 AM

Not exactly the least likely story I have ever heard, why discredit it?

Burning Down · 11-21-2011, 10:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Stu

I put salt, instead of sugar, in my house mate's tea once. ON PURPOSE.

Shit gets wild here.

I put salt, in place of sugar, in my dad's coffee once because I was mad at him

**Janszoon** · 11-21-2011, 11:01 AM

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Originally Posted by Burning Down

I put salt, in place of sugar, in my dad's coffee once because I was mad at him

I remember when I was a little kid I was mad at my parents for some reason so I went around and turned on all the lights in the house.

Burning Down · 11-21-2011, 11:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Janszoon

I remember when I was a little kid I was mad at my parents for some reason so I went around and turned on all the lights in the house.

Haha! That reminds me - I used to have a light switch in my room with a stick man on it, with the switch right in the crotch area, that read "It's rude to turn someone on and leave them that way" or something along those lines. I don't have it anymore because my mom thought it was offensive so she replaced it with a regular cover from Home Depot

I don't know if I have a picture of it

Oh, and I drew that on the switch. You can't buy them like that lol.

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11-21-2011, 09:33 AM	#31 (permalink)
Alexthe4th Groupie Join Date: Nov 2011 Location: All over the US Posts: 33	I consider myself to be a good person, however, there is this: When I was maybe 10 years old I came home from school with a drawing I did in art class. It was a sketchy picture of an old man looking sideways over his shoulder and his neck was too long. My mom looked at it and laughed and showed it to my father. When he saw it, he got immediately uncomfortable. As a child, I really couldn't understand why. My mom asked what was wrong and he said for some reason the drawing terrified him. It really did, his palms were sweating and everything. He said, "Alexandria, please don't ever draw that again". Of course, being a mischievous child, I continued to draw this again and again, tracing the original old long necked man picture. I would hide them in his office drawers, closet, briefcase, anywhere that I know he would look. He became very stressed out by this and even lost sleep, as he tells me now, he was having nightmares of the drawing. My mom tried to get me to stop doing it, but I had never seen my father act so emotional and it was a creative rush to keep finding new ways to surprise him with the drawing. One day I snuck out in the middle of the night and hid the drawing in the glove box of his car. While on the way to work, apparently he saw it and almost got into a terrible car accident. When I got home from school my mother told me that he was livid and I was to stay in my room until he got home. When he finally did, he stormed up into my room and when he opened the door, I had a poster-board sized drawing of it sitting in a chair. He literally screamed, I heard him from under the bed where I was hiding. He started running in place and crying and everything.

11-21-2011, 10:40 AM	#36 (permalink)
Alexthe4th Groupie Join Date: Nov 2011 Location: All over the US Posts: 33	It's a completely true story. I had a weird upbringing, very solitary despite having friends. I entertained myself by causing trouble to people who I knew had to be around me, since anyone else would just give up. I cannot remember exactly what the drawing looked like, but my dad does. Believe me, I've tried to get him to quickly draw it but he refuses. He still feels uncomfortable about it. Not because he's too scared (I think he is) but because of the discord I caused for him and the stress associated with it all.