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Fri 14 Jan, 2005 03:01 pm
I mean it could be something very small, like burning ants with a magnifying glass. Something basically that you do that there was not one ounce of goodness. Just for the h*ll of it or the moment just sneaked up on you.
Once when I was very young, probably around 5 or so. I still remember because it is possibly the most evil thing I did – more so because I knew it was bad and I did not resist the urge to just do it. My aunt’s cat was in front of her cellar stairs. The evil urge just hit me. So, I just shoved that cat as hard as I could down the stairs to the cement bottom. I never told my aunt or anyone else until several years ago. The funny thing is I was and am a huge animal lover. What possessed me I do not know. It just seemed like a cool thing to do at the time.
When I was 17, a friend of mine and myself, went around a neighborhood at something like 2 in the morning with knives.
every vehicle we didnt like , either for color, or license plate.. what ever our dumb minds came up with, we slashed all 4 tires.
( sigh) i always felt bad about that. Even years later.
I had a friend who would jump through wind shields for the fun of it. He would walk up on the hood, jump up and just smash through the windshield so he would end up standing on the dash.
I did ugly things to flies when I was a kid. Standing outside on the back porch, I murdered any fly that dared to land. Stupid. And evil.
I've told this one before. One halloween, when my father decided that I should no longer go out trick or treating and, worse, assigned me to front door candy duty, I took it out on the kids and drilled small holes into several pieces of those thick blocks of bubble gum and filled them with pepper and hot sauce, plugged them back up, rewrapped them and passed them out to the kids I didn't like.
Evil.
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