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People are weird, so very weird. Sometimes as a kid you take this for granted because you don’t know any better, but years later in hindsight you’re just shaking your head in shame, confusion, and anger.
Yesterday a thread on AskReddit from /u/H_C_Sunshine posed the question: “As a kid what’s the creepiest, most WTF thing you ever noticed about another kid’s family?” and HOLY CRAP did the responses confirm how creepy and abnormal people can be.
So, being that it’s Monday and you’re looking to do anything other than work or study or whatever it is that you do, I’ve pooled together a collection of the weirdest responses from the thread. These are without question the most crazy childhood stories I’ve ever read. Be prepared to get freaked the f-ck out, and I’m asking that EVERYONE WHO HAS A STORY OF THEIR OWN TO SHARE to do so down in the comments below!
THE WEIRD
I used to hang out with a kid whose family not only didn’t have a litter box for the cat but wouldn’t pick up the cat shit either. The only reason I went over there was because he had an Atari 2600. I always came home with cat shit on the bottom of my shoes.
Friends parents would cut mild salsa with ketchup because it was too hot. That’s fucked.
I noticed that all of the rooms in this kids house could only be locked from the outside of the room. I thought that only existed in horror movies.
I stayed at this girl’s house on a school night for whatever reason, and we all had to take a bath. They told me to go first, but I was playing with this girl’s only toy – a globe – and said I’d go last. Little did I know THEY ALL USED THE SAME FREAKING BATH WATER. THERE WERE LIKE, FIVE KIDS AND TWO ADULTS. They ALL, ALL SEVEN OF THEM, took a bath in the same water. I got pushed to the end of the line and when my turn was up, the water was brown. I mean, no longer transparent. I cried and they called my mom and then ran me new bath water.
It would appear that they were really poor, but no. Her dad was an orthopedic surgeon. Wtf.
When he was 13, a friend of mine used to walk around the house naked just after he had a shower, and his older sister would always spank him in a jokingly way.
Pour the unfinished drinks–milks, juices, sodas–back into the containers after the meal.
The Even More Weird:
When I was a kid I played at this other kid’s house once or twice. The guy was adopted by what I imagine to be some of the weirdest, creepiest, people ever.
First of all the house they lived in was pretty massive, that of itself wasn’t so strange but the fact that absolutely everything was eerily neat and clean was incredibly unsettling. I’m not talking about an house being just nice and clean, it literally felt like everything had just been installed the other day.
One of the reasons everything looked so clean was that we weren’t allowed to do anything. This kid had like massive collections of Lego (I’m talking those huge building sets for like jets etc. costing hundreds of dollars) but he wasn’t ever allowed to play with them let alone let someone else play with it. I believe someone put it together for him and he was only allowed to look at it in his room.
So naturally playing at his place got pretty fucking boring pretty soon and I wasn’t really the kind of kid to keep my mouth shut. Eventually his parents would take out this hidden PlayStation 2 and hook it up to the massive tv in the living room. Great, right? Well, no. We were only allowed to play the Sims 2 and that would have been pretty good fun if his parents wouldn’t have been policing us the whole fucking time and wouldn’t have made sure we don’t do anything “unusual” in the game. Basically we were allowed to simulate the most mundane and boring live imaginable. As if being in their home wasn’t bad enough already.
Just thinking back about that whole place gives me the chills. Such a robotic and weird environment. A while ago I heard from an old friend that the adopted kid dropped out of school and became a junkie. Didn’t expect that but holy fuck was I not surprised.
My next door neighbor, Kevin and I were buddies because we were the youngest in the neighborhood and no one else would play with us. I would say this was when I was 9 or 10. Anyways, his parents both worked 9-5 jobs and I remember them as being very nice but in a forced sort of way. I wasn’t allowed to go in their house because they didn’t let anyone in. Once I had to go to the bathroom and as we were in his yard he let me in. Every single doorway in the house had a curtain covering it. They made a fake hallway right at the entrance so you couldnt see the living room or the kitchen. I asked him why they were there and he said his parents liked privacy. They also ate nothing but fast food. I remember the first time he had supper at my house he was shocked and kept telling my mom he didn’t have to do something like (cook a meal for her children) that just because he came over.
They moved kind of suddenly when I was around eleven and I remember he couldn’t really tell me where they were going or why. He couldn’t give me a number or an address to keep in touch and he never called me so…it was sad.
One of my friends parents used to give me homework to do. I’d go to her house and her mom would have some math or English assignment that’d she had come up with for us to do.
The parents did lines of coke aronnd the table like it was nothing. I didn’t know what the hell was going on but when I asked my mom I wasn’t allowed over there anymore.
As a 12 year old, my 12 year old friend showered daily with his mom and dad.
i was playing with a couple of friends at a playground with a huge set of swings and huge wooden constructions all set up in a circle… and one of the kids said: “let’s play concentration camp… you are jews, i am a guard, you have to try to escape…” i was fucking mortified…
EDIT: Holy Shit… this has 1000+ upvotes…
i should add: No, he wasn’t Eric Cartman. This happened in Germany. All of us have been around 10-11y old at the time, i think. His parents where within earshot and didn’t seem to be disturbed by this game…
Why Weren’t These People In Jail?!?!?!???
I had a friend who lived with her mum and her mum’s brother. One day I was standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for my friend to get ready, and the mother and brother were at the top of the stairs behind the bannister. Making out. I just stood there. And then I heard the mother whisper “Oh shit Chris (me) is down there”, and they quickly parted ways.
I never mentioned any of that to my friend, ever, not even until this day. But I did later find out that it wasn’t her mother at all, it was her much older sister (and older brother obviously). Just… weird. I don’t know.
I also had another friend who, at 15 years of age, used to sit naked on her dad’s lap.
I had a friend back when I was around 10 and we’d often go over to her place to play. At the time I thought this was odd but I didn’t realise the full extent until I was older…anyway, we were 10 year old girls so we’d talk about the stuff we had learned in sex ed at school and have a giggle. One day when we were sitting in her room she says ‘do your parents make you watch them have sex too?’ ‘No that’s gross!’ ‘Mine do, I have to sit on a chair in their room and they show me different positions’ ○__○
When I was 8 I took a trip for a month to Alabama to visit my friend and his family. His parents were extremely catholic and had VERY strong on contraceptives. One day while I was there, we took a “family trip” to the grocery store and poked holes in condom boxes. I didn’t realized what is had done till years later. I still feel really bad about it. Tl;dr Friends family made me poke holes in condoms.
I grew up in a horrible housing estate in london called the Aylesbury estate, I lived on the 12th floor of a high rise block. I made friends with a boy called Nicky who was from Greneda and he was black, he lived with his mother and father (or so I thought). I went round his place to play with a new fire engine I bought with birthday money, His house was so strange, every single light in the house was red, every fucking bulb. His mothers bedroom had a bolt lock on the inside for some reason. I saw his dad for the first time but something was a miss, HE WASN’T BLACK. He was 100% white. I was creeped out for a while, I went round his place again the following week and the man he called dad had changed he was a completely different man and the same happened again and again. Here’s where it get’s really fucked up, His mother died and he went into care, I sked my mum why he didn’t live with his ‘dad’. It turns out his mother was a prostitute and had convinced Nicky that his dad was shapeshifter. SHE CONVINCED HER SON, HIS DAD WAS SHAPESHIFTER when they were just customers. This was about 40 years ago. I never saw Nicky again, sadly.
I had childhood friends whose mom would breast feed them till the age of 7-8. I never saw my two friends being breast fed but one day their little sister (who was 5 going on 6 at the time) run over to her mom, unbutton her shirt and start breast feeding while her mom was on the phone. My two friends just said “Hi mom” and we went to hang out somewhere else. It baffled me that it was so casual, especially while guests were over.
And there are a lot worse stories in the thread if you want to head on over to Reddit and read it there.
So obviously going through this I got to thinking what the most WTF experience of my childhood was and though it pales in comparison to any of these, it’s the one that came to mind:
My friend lived down the street and his parents were going through a messy divorce, and unknown to me the mom used to invite me over to play whenever the dad was late to pick the kid up for visitation. So that way when he showed up in a rage about not being able to see his kid they’d have me go to the window to see what was going on and try to calm the dad down. Which totally never worked, because one time the dad stole MY BICYCLE and held it as collateral until their kid came out, thinking it was his own son’s bike. And the mom wouldn’t ever come outside to talk to him.
I know for certain it wasn’t physical violence that ended the marriage, it was something to do with him or her cheating, so I don’t know why I was the middle man. But there you have it, my most WTF childhood story. And again, I’m asking each and every one of you with a story to share to do so down in the comments below!
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