Home alone....worst thing you ever did!

[happyhoix]

I had two older sisters and we got rowdy when my parents went out for the evening. Like games of hide and seek in the dark where stuff got broken and glued back. (By the way, Elmer's does not glue wooden legs back onto coffee tables well AT ALL.)

Once, when I was in middle school, mom left and told us we all had to take baths that night because we were going someplace important the following day. There was something interesting we were watching on TV that I wanted to continue to watch but my two older sisters strong armed me out of the rooms and said I had to take a bath first. Annoyed, I got into the bathtub and sulked a bit, then took my little sister's bath toy (an empty dish soap bottle), filled it with water, then went back to the family room and squirted it empty onto my very surprised sisters as they sat together on the couch. While I did that, I shouted 'the naked crusader!'

Then I ran back for more water, and did so many more times. My sisters tried to retaliate with pots full of water, but I was naked and already wet. So- we had an indoor water fight until one of us realized the walls, the floors and the furniture were soaked. Then the panic set in.

The floors were hardwood and tile, but the furniture and drywall were harder to dry. I remember we kept mopping up wet things with the bath towels then running them through the washer and dryer. At one point I remember standing in front of a wet spot on the wall, fanning it with one of my dad's handkerchiefs and blowing on it while crying. And still naked.

Wet spots on the drywall are hard to innocently explain away.

Amazingly enough, my parents didn't notice anything when they got home. It was late and they didn't bother turning on many lights, just went to bed. If they ever noticed any mysterious damp spots on the furniture the next day, they must have passed it off on the youngest sister, who had a habit of carrying (and spilling) drinks. Still, years later, all I have to do is say 'naked crusader' and my older sister cracks up.

Yes, we were heathens.  

 

[movingforward]

Aug 31, 2016 17:55:36 GMT -5 Cookies Galore said:

As a young kid, my brother and i threw snowballs at the kitchen window and broke one of the (thankfully) exterior panes. Why?!?!?

In middle and high school, it was alcohol, pot, sex. Got caught once only because my mom read my fricking diary and learned I lost my virginity in the back seat of someone's car. Still pissy about that.

Well, I lost mine in the woods.  Ended up with poison oak all over my body.  It was horrible.  The poison oak and the first time

[Tennesseer]

Sept 1, 2016 9:25:12 GMT -5 happyhoix said:

I had two older sisters and we got rowdy when my parents went out for the evening. Like games of hide and seek in the dark where stuff got broken and glued back. (By the way, Elmer's does not glue wooden legs back onto coffee tables well AT ALL.)

Once, when I was in middle school, mom left and told us we all had to take baths that night because we were going someplace important the following day. There was something interesting we were watching on TV that I wanted to continue to watch but my two older sisters strong armed me out of the rooms and said I had to take a bath first. Annoyed, I got into the bathtub and sulked a bit, then took my little sister's bath toy (an empty dish soap bottle), filled it with water, then went back to the family room and squirted it empty onto my very surprised sisters as they sat together on the couch. While I did that, I shouted 'the naked crusader!'

Then I ran back for more water, and did so many more times. My sisters tried to retaliate with pots full of water, but I was naked and already wet. So- we had an indoor water fight until one of us realized the walls, the floors and the furniture were soaked. Then the panic set in.

The floors were hardwood and tile, but the furniture and drywall were harder to dry. I remember we kept mopping up wet things with the bath towels then running them through the washer and dryer. At one point I remember standing in front of a wet spot on the wall, fanning it with one of my dad's handkerchiefs and blowing on it while crying. And still naked.

Wet spots on the drywall are hard to innocently explain away.

Amazingly enough, my parents didn't notice anything when they got home. It was late and they didn't bother turning on many lights, just went to bed. If they ever noticed any mysterious damp spots on the furniture the next day, they must have passed it off on the youngest sister, who had a habit of carrying (and spilling) drinks. Still, years later, all I have to do is say 'naked crusader' and my older sister cracks up.

Yes, we were heathens.  

 

My dad's dental office was attached to the home. On weekends or weeknights when the folks were out having fun, we young kids would have water fights in his office using the water 'squirters' (used to rinse out the mouth after drilling, cleanings, etc.) that were located at each dental chair. The office floors were quite wet but well dry by the time of the next day's business.

[trippypea]

When I was 8, someone bought me a chemistry set for Christmas that was for 12+. One evening when my parents went out, my brother, sister, and I pulled out the set and decided to do some experiments. I don't remember the name of the experiment, but it was with sulphur. The entire house smelled like a portal to Hell had opened up in the kitchen. My parents came home to all the doors and windows open and the three of us swinging dish towels in the air, trying to shoo the stink out.

Whenever my parents went out and left my sister in charge, all my brother and I did was fight. One time, I got the bright idea to chase him around the house with an open ketchup bottle. I was squirting it as I ran. 35 years later, there are still spots on the ceiling blocks from dried ketchup...

[Deleted]

Not much at my own house really. One summer though my friends boyfriend gave her the keys to his house so we could party there while they were gone for a few weeks.

The first weekend  they were gone  we went there with our alcohol, weed and watermelon. There were about 8 girls hanging out in his bedroom smoking , drinking , listening to his stereo and we heard a noise at the front door. Turned the music down and heard more noises . We were scared so all of us hid in his closet and that is where the cops found us. They took all our info along with the keys so I told my parents about it. They never got ahold of our parents so I got grounded for nothing.

[lexxy703]

I never did anything bad at my house when left alone. I'd been to enough HS parties to see the houses get trashed. I did not want my own house trashed. My friends & I tended to get in more trouble when we were out & about. Usually in a car.

[movingforward]

Sept 1, 2016 13:33:03 GMT -5 Rukh O'Rorke said:

Oh, you all are talking teenage years....I was talking 8-11ish.

I never did anything crazy until my teen years.  I was left at home on Saturdays sometimes for 4-5 hours while my parents played golf starting at age 9 or 10.  I pretty much just watched Little Darlings and The Outsiders about 20 - 30 times.  

[lexxy703]

We were latch key kids from elementary school on so we were home alone a lot. I don't think it ever crossed our minds to get into trouble. It was just every day normal life.

[alabamagal]

Sept 1, 2016 9:17:20 GMT -5 movingforward said:

When I was a junior in high school my parents went away for the weekend.  I had a small gathering of about 8 people, including myself (4 girls, 4 guys).  We got drunk, played strip poker and then rolled 3 houses in the neighborhood.  I got busted because my parents noticed random things in the house were not exactly where they should be.  They also found my bra behind the TV and someone's sock  was found in the sofa cushion. 

Did you get dressed before you rolled the houses?

[violagirl]

Those stories have nothing on the horrible things we got into.

Like - climbing up on the counters to get to my mother's baking chocolate. That's right - we ate it all! 

Also pouring root beer into shot glasses and shooting it down. Yep total badasses. Also we apparently were starved for sugar.

I would also stand on the top of the steps leading down into the sunken living room and pretend I was Christine from Phantom of the Opera. Who am I kidding, I still stand at the top of the stairs (best acoustics) when no one is home and belt out show tunes. 

[Deleted]

I was a latchkey kid. (GASP!!)

When I got home from school I was allowed to use only a butter knife to make my Miracle Whip sandwich. One time I used a steak knife.

(Nothing bad happened.)

[movingforward]

Sept 1, 2016 15:06:31 GMT -5 alabamagal said:

Sept 1, 2016 9:17:20 GMT -5 movingforward said:

When I was a junior in high school my parents went away for the weekend.  I had a small gathering of about 8 people, including myself (4 girls, 4 guys).  We got drunk, played strip poker and then rolled 3 houses in the neighborhood.  I got busted because my parents noticed random things in the house were not exactly where they should be.  They also found my bra behind the TV and someone's sock  was found in the sofa cushion. 

Did you get dressed before you rolled the houses?

Eh, sort of...The girls had on long t-shirts (no bra but we did grab underwear to put on).  The guys put their shorts back on. 

[Regis]

Painted a good portion of a wall in my parent's house when I was little.

It was an exterior wall.

And their house is brick.

Took me a long time to remove that paint with a wire brush!

[naughtybear]

This one still cracks me up and I wonder what the heck I was thinking. I found rolling papers and tried to smoke orange peel.

[cronewitch]

We were left home alone all the time as teens. Once I baked 14 apple pies while they were gone. Another time my brothers and I picked so many blackberries every pan in the kitchen was filled with blackberries when mom got home, we thought she would make us pie but she didn't she washed and froze them all that night, not happy. When they left once they ask me to freeze the bell peppers from the garden and I froze them whole, seeds and all. Mostly we were home for a week or so and would get the house dirty then I would try to clean it before they got home so they wouldn't know. I cleaned the oven and did the dishes thinking that meant the house was clean it wasn't. We were pretty good kids I even made my brother a cake for his birthday. He did steal a car once, dad worked swing and carpooled so the other guys car was at our house. Brother and his BFF stole the car every night and got enough gas for them not to know until they crashed into a fence.

[Tennesseer]

Sept 1, 2016 16:31:35 GMT -5 naughtybear said:

This one still cracks me up and I wonder what the heck I was thinking. I found rolling papers and tried to smoke orange peel.

You think that's bad? In the mid-60s, we dried banana peels and tried to smoke that, along with dropping an aspirin in a can of Coke to get high.  Got nothin' out of it.

[naughtybear]

Yeah but it was like....you really thought it was going to happen at 12... and I don't know what the heck I was thinking.

[toomuchreality]

When I was barely 16 (didn't have my drivers license yet- neither did my friends), my best friend and her boyfriend, got his parents to let us take their car. It was okay, as long as his friend drove. (They thought the friend had his drivers license, but he didn't.)  It was kind of a blind date for his friend and I. Just out driving around. At one point, we got 'lost' (couldn't find our way out of a neighborhood). A policeman happened to be behind us and pulled us over, to see what we were up to. Gulp. No one had a drivers license.

The cop took us to the police station and called the parents (owners of the car), to come get the car and their son. Then they called someone else's parents, to come and get them. They were going down the list... Just then, the owners showed up. They told the police that they had given us permission to take the car and that they would give us all a ride home. They asked the police not to call the rest of the parents and upset them.

WOO-HOO! I was saved! My parents were home, but had not been called yet. Color me happy!

I would have been in BIG trouble, if my parents would have found out!


We hadn't really done anything wrong. One person had driven without a license. He had just completed drivers education and hadn't gone to get his drivers license yet. No one got in trouble.








My friend who was the most wild growing up, was the daughter of an LDS Bishop.   My parents let me go with her, because they assumed she was a "good girl".
BWAHAHAHA   
I always thought that was so ironic.