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ITT: Things that traumatized you as a child

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Mr....Mr Marbles..?
 
I also must admit I was traumatized by finding my Dad's porn VHS's when I was 8 or 9. The playboy wet n wild one was so fuckin hot, but I wasn't sure what was happening in my mind. For the rest of the year I was in like catatonic shock by what I witnessed.
 
From movies... the flying balls in the crematorium/morgue in "Phantasm" (I was really young).

Real life... watched my friend drown, couldn't do anything about it... I was 10. Playing on thin ice, it was either him, or both of us if I tried to help.

Saw my friend shot to death when I was 18, .22 to the head, brain matter spilled out all over my buddy's mother's dresser. Wrong place, wrong time. Not a damn thing could've been done for him, the feeling of helplessness (not being able to help) was way worse than actually seeing it. Can still picture it quite clearly though.
 
Being told I was going to hell for near about everything...
 
My childhood friend was abducted from a JC Penny's mall parking lot in Florida briefly and escaped out the car window.

I remember my mother painfully trying to explain to me why this would/could happen, why people are like this in the world etc , but she knew I would hear the story from my friend so she was trying to get out in front of it -plus it was in all the news for a few days.
 
Being told I was going to hell for near about everything...

oh wow. what denomination?

My mom's really devout -but never once made a judgement like that on my actions -as she felt it was not for her to make that decision. -I guess I got off easy

My Dad is just religious enough to get laid.
 
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He still kinda freaks me out lol.

Those puppets freak me out even now.

My aunt had a doll that looked a lil bit like a puppet like that. Before i did i will burn that doll.
 
I fell from a boat into the middle of the lake when Younger and a random Persian guy dove in and saved me. I fear going in boats and Ferries these days thats why I don't anymore
 
From movies... the flying balls in the crematorium/morgue in "Phantasm" (I was really young).

Real life... watched my friend drown, couldn't do anything about it... I was 10. Playing on thin ice, it was either him, or both of us if I tried to help.

Saw my friend shot to death when I was 18, .22 to the head, brain matter spilled out all over my buddy's mother's dresser. Wrong place, wrong time. Not a damn thing could've been done for him, the feeling of helplessness (not being able to help) was way worse than actually seeing it. Can still picture it quite clearly though.

That's heavy.
 
When I was 10 I was sleeping over my buddies house. His father came in the room drunk around 11pm and started screaming at his kid (my friend) and then beat the shit out of him for forgetting to take out the garbage. The mother was a sweetheart and took me and my fried back to my house. My Dad went back with her and beat the shit out of the Dad and then drove him to a clinic to dry out. He never drank again but the episode always weighed heavy on me, which is whyI made sureto never be an angry drunk.
 
When I was 10 I was sleeping over my buddies house. His father came in the room drunk around 11pm and started screaming at his kid (my friend) and then beat the shit out of him for forgetting to take out the garbage. The mother was a sweetheart and took me and my fried back to my house. My Dad went back with her and beat the shit out of the Dad and then drove him to a clinic to dry out. He never drank again but the episode always weighed heavy on me, which is whyI made sureto never be an angry drunk.

Despite not being the best legal solution to the incident... two big "thumbs up" to your father.

I'd say I would've probably done the same thing under the circumstances, but I don't think I would've had the courtesy in me to drive him to a clinic... maybe a ditch or a back alley in the seediest part of town.
 
When I was 10 I was sleeping over my buddies house. His father came in the room drunk around 11pm and started screaming at his kid (my friend) and then beat the shit out of him for forgetting to take out the garbage. The mother was a sweetheart and took me and my fried back to my house. My Dad went back with her and beat the shit out of the Dad and then drove him to a clinic to dry out. He never drank again but the episode always weighed heavy on me, which is whyI made sureto never be an angry drunk.

Your pops is a boss.

For me the Alien Autopsy hoax video they had on fox like 20 years ago. I was young and that shit terrified me. I wouldn't go upstairs at night for awhile because there was a skylight
 
Trapped in a car with a giant ass moth. Still don't like them to this day.
 
Chucky
Nightmare on Elm Street
My dad molesting me
 
ate a grape and just happened to get the rotavirus as a kid....i refuse to eat grapes now ...fuck them
 
Real life... watched my friend drown, couldn't do anything about it... I was 10. Playing on thin ice, it was either him, or both of us if I tried to help.

Saw my friend shot to death when I was 18, .22 to the head, brain matter spilled out all over my buddy's mother's dresser. Wrong place, wrong time. Not a damn thing could've been done for him, the feeling of helplessness (not being able to help) was way worse than actually seeing it. Can still picture it quite clearly though.

Oh wow!! That's horrible man I'm sorry to hear that...
You should share the stories with us if it doesn't make you feel rough. I assume your friend actually died under the ice?
 
Trapped in a car with a giant ass moth. Still don't like them to this day.

HAHAHAHAHAHA oh my god! :icon_lol: I totally relate!

Nothing compares to the hell of having to walk through the moth house at the zoo. It's like something straight out of a horror movie. You think the moth in your car was big, these were fucking BAT SIZED moths from some fucked up parts of the world, there were about 10000 of them and they were flying straight at you from all angles... I remember one landing on my shirt, I was shaking like crazy but the fucker just refused to get off.

I ran through that moth house like it was the fucking D-Day landings.
 
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