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Sad Stories From Your Life

Started by ER, August 07, 2019, 08:42:54 PM

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ER

Quote from: RCMerchant on August 09, 2019, 02:03:49 PM
I dunno- should I cry about my brother Richie shooting himself in the head? Or listening to my mother scream in pain as my dad beat the s**t out off her while we kids hid under the bed crying?
I try to quit crying. Of course it's always in my brain.
I reckon we all got sad tales to tell.  :bluesad:
f**king hell, that's worse than all my bad hair days.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

ER

When I was about four I was home alone with my dad while my mom went to a night class she was taking, and my dad was trying to get his studying done, so he told me Easter came early that year (this was wintertime) and there was an Easter basket hidden somewhere in our townhouse, and I should go find it.

I searched high and low for that "Easter basket" til finally my mom came home and asked what I was doing, and when I told her she shot a "WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?" look at my dad....and gave me a five-dollar bill, lol.

I do think Dad would've let me look all evening.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

ER

In a spelling bee, I once misspelled the word "intelligence." Again, I often walked the thin border between sad and ironic.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.