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Title: An angel or a devil?
Post by: Roses on July 01, 2018, 12:29:14 PM
What were you like as child? I don't think I was that bad, although my late mother was always asking where she went wrong with me, until the day she died because I didn't do things her way. Anyone who didn't was a friend of Satan in her book.

However, there was a particularly naughty deed I performed when I was 12, although it does make me grin slightly when I remember it.

My father used to keep his condoms in his bedside table drawer, I had three younger sisters and I decided I wanted a brother. I found a darning needle and sabotaged several of his condoms in the hopes thereof. My parents never had another child. I have several theories about that one, but will leave it at that. 
Title: Re: An angel or a devil?
Post by: Robbie on July 01, 2018, 01:31:09 PM
That's funny, you naughty thing. Condoms have spermicide in them so making tiny holes, though not wise, doesn't automatically result in a pregnancy. For all you know your parents may have used an additional spermicide.

When I was about seven a girl at my school's mother had a baby boy and we all cooed at the pram on picking up time. Later that day I told my parents I'd like a baby brother. They laughed and my dad something along the lines that he was more than happy with me and my sister, he never thought he'd have a family (he was widowed young before he met my mum) and he was more than delighted with us. My mum said you can't choose whether you have a baby brother or sister, you take what comes which I knew anyway. I was satisfied with that.

I was a good child but not goody-goody. A person with strong opinions from an early age & sense  that I had to follow my own instincts. Got me into a little bit of trouble at school from time to time if I was not prepared to do certain things but nothing major. I was given a lot of freedom as was my sister & we had confidence.

My confidence crashed in the summer after O levels, I was sixteen & my cousin died suddenly. She was a little less than two years older, awaiting A level results.  She was like an older sister, we did a lot together, were at the same school. Everything changed after that but that's another story.