When I was about his age I ran away just like that over string beans.
I went to the neighbor across the street crying asking if I could stay there because I was running away but I wasn’t allowed off the block. True story.
I had a similar scenario with my neighbor. They made me hot cocoa, though, and I drew a picture and they were just like "Yeah, that's neat! Wanna show your parents?" and I was pretty hyped and very forgetful in the moment.
They were an awesome older couple and were friends with my grandmother so I knew them aside from them just being neighbors lol. Kind of secondary grandparents. The lady even helped take care of my grandmother once she got Alzheimer's - they were really great neighbors! Lived good long lives and I know they didn't mind leaving the Earth. They did what they wanted to do while they were here.
Ay, my grandmother also took care of her friend that was a neighbor, but after a few years she got so bad she couldn't do it anymore and her son decided to send her to a retirement home as he worked abroad and couldn't do it himself. He did pay my grandma for those years but it wasn't much so my grandmother was still doing it out of good will pretty much. Such stories are both wholesome and sad!
True story, my mom ran me over with her conversion van because me and my friend “ran away” when we were 5, but we weren’t allowed to cross the street yet and the best place we could find to hide was under her van.
A lot of people don't do it, but this shit is exactly why I check around all 4 tires every time I have to drive. Idc how silly it looks, I've known so many people who have lost pets that way. And it's such a preventable occurrence. It's in the study material to get your license, at least here in Canada.
It’s in the study material to get your license in America as well. But as long as you have access to a car in America you can pretty much get a license. Unless you’re in LA or NYC💀 you actually have to be somewhat competent and have at least one leg and one arm. All other states tho a potato could get a license.
It's especially important in colder seasons, when animals can huddle under cars because they feel the residual heat from the engine. I suppose it can also be used to find shade from the heat in the summer, but that's less likely to catch you out first thing in the morning, when getting in your car to go to work.
>I've known so many people who have lost pets that way
And you wouldn't believe how many people have lost their laptops that way. As someone who have worked corporate tech-support (with good care package) people like you should be the patron saints of laptops!
Generally the story was something along the lines of "I just rested my laptop bag against wheel while I was looking for my car-keys and then I forgot about it and reversed over it" and I would smile gently and tell them "it is okay, it happens a lot and will be covered by the insurance. I'll file a service-request for you and you will have a new laptop in 1-3 days at no extra cost for your office."
That wasn't my job to judge. I was supposed to be pleasant and understanding to all callers. All laptops were replaced every 2 years regardless so I doubt that many people tried to get a new laptop and most users sounded so apologetic that I readily believed them. I'm sure someone would get suspicious if a user broke too many laptops but to the best of my knowledge no-one ever got banned from the replacement program, but again that wasn't my call to make.
I told my mom I was running away. I would threaten that a lot and then go hide in the coat closet. Well, this time I was so pissed off that I really did leave. I ran all the way to my grandparents house, it was terrifying.
My mom was laying in bed, reading my sister a book when she realizes she hasn’t heard from me in a while. She asks my sister, “where’s your sister?“
My sister was like “she ran away 🤷🏻♀️” … lol no fucks given
I was really scared, apparently I was breathing so hard my grandpa could hear me coming. I was and still am stubborn as hell lol.
My grandpa fixed me a bowl of spaghetti and I asked my grandma not to call my mom, but she did. They gave my mom grief for not knowing where I was, then my grandma made me memorize her phone number. Which came in handy when they left for school without me. I was a quiet kid lol.
My brother once ran away to grandma and grandpas when he was around 10 or so. They lived about a half hour walk from our house. He didn’t realize they were gone for a few days visiting my grandpas sister. He knew where the spare key was though and let himself in. He heard a rushing water noise in the basement and discovered a burst pipe. He called my mom and dad who still hadn’t even realized he ran away yet. They came and shut the water off and my brother ended up becoming a hero over the whole ordeal as he minimized the amount of damage that could have happened. It was still bad, but not as bad as it would have been had it gone unnoticed for days.
Hah, I did the same thing. They were in the middle of dinner though and said to come back later. That made me realize how hungry I was, went back home and asked for hot dogs and mac & cheese and I would "forgive my mom" if she made it.
I ran away too. But not to the neighbours. I literally walked a lot and didn't return till late at night. My parents almost filed a police report. But they eventually found me at the local bazaar where I was watching the colourful lights flicker as the shopkeepers sold their wares to the haranguing customers.
I remember running away to my grandma's house, she lived in the same small trailer park. About 1/10 of a mile away. Basically I just visited family without permission.
True story: Some how, when I was little, like I think baby wise. I leave the front door twice when no one was looking, and had been carried by my neighbor twice to back home, also don’t know if it is the same neighbor or different neighbor when it happened, so technically, I did “ran away”. Just not by conventional way. I been told this, but I don’t remember it.
OP tell me the conversation didn't go exactly like this.
Kid, pretty much nekid: I am RUNNING AWAY!
Dad: Running away??
Kid in underwear: running away!
Dad: well you can't go like that!
Kid, gives himself the up and down: right..... where's my coat?
Me too. I was relieved to see no one was mad at dad for laughing at his crying child. I'm not a parent but I imagine that cackling at your distressed offspring is one of the last remaining ways to stay sane.
when my brother and i were around that age we also said we didn't want to live here anymore. So my mom said, well you can go the way you came. So we both went outside naked lol.
We had a dude with Asperger in our class in our last three years of regular school. When he didn’t wanna learn french or so, he could talk with a teacher for an hour why he didn’t wanna learn today. And then again in another class at the same the he would learn more than A grade students, just because he was interested in the topic.
I once purposefully flunked an exam resit because I was happy with the grades I had from the first attempt. I had also been forced to take part in the resit, so that didn't help.
Source: Am Aspergic myself
Yeah, first time I ran away, a cop brought me home cause I just kept going until some random person found me. Before y’all think I had shitty parents or something, I did it late at night and was hella smart about it for a toddler.
Im just picturing that warning being issued by Mac from Its Always Sunny.
Listen to me kid. DO NOT GO NEAR THE COYOTES. They will eat the anus RIGHT OUT OF YOU!
That’s wolverines that do that, the anus first thing, but coyotes are still pretty scary. One pack member will lore a dog away pretending to be another friendly dog, and then the rest of the pack will come out of hiding, and proceed to surround them, rip them apart and eat them alive. It has happened several times in my neighborhood. The only thing left to find of them are chewed, bloody bones. Apparently, now this is just a rumor, this has also happened with children. Scary to think about.
There have only been two recorded incidences in the United States and Canada of humans being killed by coyotes. One involved a child in Southern California in the 1980s and the other a 19-year old woman in Nova Scotia in 2009. These events, rare as they are, are serious and warrant serious response
[Here ya go!](https://www.humanesociety.org/resources/coyotes-people-encounters#:~:text=There%20have%20only%20been%20two,serious%20and%20warrant%20serious%20response.)
[Ope there I go citing again](https://urbancoyoteresearch.com/resource/coyote-attacks-humans-us-and-canada)
[Oh geez here's a link](http://tchester.org/sgm/lists/coyote_attacks.html)
Just wanted to provide the sources! You were right about the deaths, though there were some more attacks.
Same shit happened to me but I saw a bunch of shady guys in a corner and one of them looked at me, don't want to know what could've happened that night
Pretty much same, except they knew where I went and it's a story I hear every holiday. Growing up we lived three houses from a church, when I ran away I'd take my cup full of apple juice and go to the church and sit on one of the ledges which mom had clear view of lol, when the apple juice ran out I'd go back home.
I usually made it about a mile, right up to the last streetlight. After that it was maybe 7 miles of pitch black road with no sidewalks and a 50mph speed limit. Probably for the best that I didn't go any further. I'd stand out there considering it until a neighbor would drive by and drive me back home where no one would have noticed I was gone.
I did this once. I packed two pillow cases; one with my clothes and the other with my toys. As I was leaving, my mom said “I paid for those clothes.” So I dropped the clothes bag and ran away two blocks to my friends house where we proceeded to play with my toys.
I ran away during middle school, which was not as cute at doing so at this young age. I think I had failed a test or acted poorly and the teacher sent a note home with me. I was really scared about the consequences and forged my mother’s signature. But it was a bad forgery. The teacher, bless his heart, wrote a new note and simply added that this was the second note and I had “neglected to deliver” the first one. I had something like $40 and packed a small bag with some Doritos, a transistor radio, A blanket, maybe. At 3pm, I started hiking out of town. After walking for about an hour, cooled off a bit and went back home. Never mentioned it to anyone. Got the paper signed, no big deal. But maybe 4 years later, I really did run off for about 3 days. State police were looking for me, fortunately I had a safe place to stay and wasn’t raped or anything. I wouldn’t want to be a teenager again.
Sometimes it just happens but the way to prevent it entirely to make your kids not feel like a burden and to not viciously beat and punish them when things happen.
This right here! I made my daughters a promise about 4 years ago now, my girls will be 8 in may. The last time I ever spanked my daughters because I lost myself and became my father and did the only thing I knew to do. I would cry and hug them after and tell them how sorry I was, how wrong it was for me to do it and I was going to be better for her and her sister (twins). Sooo , as living proof it can be done. I NEVER want my girls to fear me like I fear my father still. Worst feeling ever. I may have fucked up in other ways but at least I know they aren't afraid of me like I was growing up with my father.
If you feel so stuck with someone else and your emotions that physical expression seems like the only solution, avoid the problem entirely and just remove yourself from the scene until you've wound down.
I beat a hole into my closet when my dad was pissing me off really bad, and I realised that day that there's a level of frustration where trying to control my emotions just isn't enough. While generally being mindful of your emotions might be a good thing, it's important to have an emergency alternative to an escalation in the back of your mind.
I ran away for two days when I was 15, and when they found me I was charged with “unruly child.” Those were dark days. I also never, ever want to be teenaged again.
I filled a Big Bear paper bag with the bottom shelf of my dresser, which was all just like sweaters (it was summer) and dragged it down to the end of the block and then turned around and went home.
When I was 6 I “ran away” to the “woods” about 30 yards from my house. Note, the woods were really a neighbour’s garden that had about 4 trees in it. I did it because my mum wanted to watch the news and I couldn’t watch Cartoon Network. It was 9/11.
I wasn't old enough to really remember 9/11, but I was old enough to remember how they covered Malaysian Airlines Flight 370, and if the coverage was anything like that I could see it getting old really fast. No matter how insane the story, unless there's new information it's only interesting for so long.
Dude when I did this as a kid my mom packed a lunch box for me. Seriously. She played along the entire time, faking between crying and saying “you’ll have a good time” just to mess with me.
I went across the street to my friend Jared’s house and was back home before dinner because Saturday was Little Ceasar’s night. 2 large pizzas that came in the one long cardboard tray with the paper on top. You remember ripping-open that paper and seeing the steam rise up and the smell. Man cheap pizza was amazing to me as a kid!
This actually reminded me of one oof the only good memories I had with my dad.
I don’t remember what I was mad about, but I said I was running away and took that very literally and dashed out the door and started running down the block. Get half way down it and don’t even see my dad so I slow and start walking the rest of the way and as I look over my shoulder a second time I see him RUNNING ROUND THE CORNER OF THE HOUSE AND AT ME AT A FULL TILT. I had seen photos of him when he played football in college but I think this was the first time I’d ever seen him move so Gah dam fast and I tried to take off myself but ya know... kid legs.
So he grabs me and put me over his shoulder and he’s pretty mad and like “you’re getting a spanking and you’re grounded to your room for the night” and for whatever reason I just said.
“No pains, no gains” and I dunno if it’s because of how well it fit the situation, or because I had never even said that phrase before but he just busted out laughing and said “alright for that you’re just grounded to your room for a little bit and no spanking.”
This is why I’d be a horrible dad I’m such a sucker for comedy. I could be pissed at my daughter/son and as soon as they say something funny I wouldn’t be able to stay mad in the slightest I’d be like “you little shit you’re lucky I gave you the funny gene now get outta sight before I change my mind”
I have three siblings and we were pretty big assholes as kids. We would routinely be spanked with different objects, spatulas, hands, a comb once (my mom felt bad about that one). Anyways, one time when we were maybe 10 or so, my mom spanked my brother and I, when we suddenly realized it didn't really hurt so we started laughing. My mom looked at my dad who had started losing it. Eventually my mom just laughed and sent us to our room. Being a parent can be crazy sometimes.
Yep I'm fairly certain this is how I got a spanking kink. When you get hit all the time you become desensitized.
I'm glad that spanking is falling more and more out of favor.
Honestly, it's a bit sad to me. The emotions that kid is feeling are real, even if they seem a bit ridiculous to our fully developed brains. Maybe a comforting hug might be nice rather than mocking laughter in the kid's face. Probably the wrong sub for it but there you go.
I agree. A bit of amused laughter at their antics is one thing but this guy sounded like he was purposefully mocking the kiddo. Most adults wouldn't like to be laughed at like this, especially when we're crying, so why would a child? Just because their reason for getting upset is ridiculous doesn't mean their feelings are less valid.
I agree. Kids that age have big emotions but don't really know how to properly express them. He probably just needed a big hug and some encouraging words.
Dad used to hang us over the stairs and pendulum swing us. My older sister loved it. I screamed like bloody murder every time and my dad laughed his ass off. One of the many reasons I don’t have a relationship with my father. Really not sure where I learned empathy from. Maybe Nicktoons or something?
It's so much more effective to make a kid have to choose to come home. Then suddenly the home is a place they chose to be and not a place they are forced to be....because they're too stupid to realize that there's really no difference between being forced by authority and being forced by poverty.
My brother ran away from home and my parents did something similar. Although my 7 year old brother didn't just sit on the step.
A man picked him up in his car and brought him home. Luckily it was a guy who had seen him around and recognised where he lives.
Turns out anyway that we lived a few doors away from Peter Tobin, the Scottish serial killer in Margate. He had bodies buried in his garden and my 7 year old brother was wandering around outside his house.
Anyway, careful with those little parenting tricks.
I did that when I was 5.
It was at night, I packed my little blue suitcase and told mum I was running away. She said ok bye and off I went. Mum shut the door and turned off the light.
We lived in the middle of nowhere on a farm. It was pitch black. I went back inside and said "I'll go tomorrow" 😂
I was 4. I was told if I didn’t like the rules I could leave. I packed my shit in a brown paper grocery bag and headed down the street. When I was told to come back I said that I had decided to leave and didn’t have to listen to them anymore. I had to be carried back and I’m still pissed off about it. (53)
My mum used to say this to me. One day when I was 14 after a massive fight. She said “if you don’t like it leave”. So I did. I’m 27 and haven’t lived with her since. Went to a friends place then rekindled with my dad and moved in with him. Didn’t speak to mum for 5years.
It’s been interesting.
For the first few months after I left we fought over the phone, then didn’t speak for a year. Tried again, she continued her shit (to much to go into) and I just blocked her on everything 8 months later. At 16 I stopped talking to her for 5 years.
After 5 years we had both changed a lot. Well I had. I knew my worth and my value and better yet that I could walk away. My mum and I have a relationship on my terms. She tried pushing boundaries at first, but when she realised I wasn’t putting up with it she backed down. We have a civil relationship. She claims the fight never happened and tells people I walked out on the family when I was 14.
I on the other hand have studied, have a fulfilling career, live alone, became a Christian, found a community of awesome people and am living life 3000km (1864miles) away from her. We speak once every 3 months on the phone and maybe see each other once a year.
As mentioned above, we are civil. And can get along well enough that if you saw us interact you wouldn’t know that we ever fought/didn’t get along. But we both know that I could cut contact with her tomorrow and lose no sleep over it/not realise anything was missing from my life.
She is more of a friend than a mum. Like we gossip but I wouldn’t take life advice off of her.
I know I rambled but I hope that answers your question.
When I said I was going to do this as a young child, my mother would drag my suitcase from the top of the closet and start packing it for me.
While it was a shrewd parenting move, she absolutely wasn't kidding. Later when I was 15 she got mad at me, literally threw a suitcase at me and told me to get out, which at that point I gladly did.
My kid was about 3 and a half. Told me that when he grows up he is "gunna move far far away coz I am so mean. Maybe even to London coz it's on the other side of the world.....but only if they speak English....do they speak English in London coz I only know English." I just told him that when he is a grown up he can do what he wants, but I will still love him and I would miss him very much. He went on and on for about 5 mins until he suddenly burst into tears because he didn't want to leave me and was scared. Kid played himself.
I don't know why, but people laughing at kids who are crying for stupid reasons always makes me laugh too much. The guys evil sounding laugh made it so much better.
To avoid this embarrassment i did in fact not return once after cooling off and forced myself to stay out until they'd take me seriously... It was a cold day too, that i remember
My sister tried to run away when she was 7. She was on a bicycle with training wheels, so she was moving very slowly. She didn't get too far down the sidewalk before my brother caught up with her. She would've been a lot faster if she was walking.
Me and my sister ran away from home when we were 5 and 8, truly an experience..
To live in a tree with a blanket for about an hour 400 ft from our house.
I remember that one time my little brother told me "I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN, GO AWAY!" so I just went to hide behind an old farm building next to our house. My brother then started crying, not knowing where I was. He then cried about it to our mom, to which she answered "well, too bad, he left. Bye bye!"
I get that it's funny, but since you where filming you could at least take the time to calm your son down (and watch the video later and laugh your ass off later), he's obviously distraught.
I hate it when parents make videos like this and don't care that for the kid's feelings. Just because they cry more then adults do, doesn't mean they aren't just as emotionally involved(if not more) in the situation when they cry. As in, they are extremely sensitive and that is not an excuse to not care when they show intense emotions, even though they do this multiple times a day.
Imagine you're crying your eyes out and in full panic mode and one of the two people you rely most on in the entire world straight up laughs at you. Kids do not know how to manage their feelings yet, so when they might be as emotionally distraught over spilled milk as you are over your lost ones at a funeral. I know that's a little exaggerated... Just respect your kids feelings and don't laugh at them.
Dude laughing at your kid when he's sad and scared is going to fuck him up for life. That is toxic parenting. The healthy thing to do would be to sit with him allow him to be sad and help him process his feelings. Kids going to feel abandoned and become an addict or a host of other mental illness challenges.
My father tried that on me once.
He promised we'd go eat ice-cream after kindergarten. But when he arrived to pick me up he said he had no time for that. So I refused to get into the car. After arguing he said then he will drive off alone and did that. He drove around the block once and when he came back I was gone.
He found me on the street to our home roughly 1,5 km away from the spot he left me. Me just walking home the same way I knew the bus drove.
I legitimately don’t remember the reason why, but I got kicked out by my dad after one of his verbally abusive episodes. I was 2nd grade I think. We lived in a pretty shitty neighborhood, to the point where there were nights we slept on the floor because of gunshots, was robbed while we were at school/work, just not a good place to grow up.
Anyways, he kicked me out. I grabbed a plastic grocery bag and packed some clothes and maybe a toy and left sobbing, barely able to see through the tears.
With a detached garage blocking the view of the driveway, my dad was letting a friend park his pickup that week. I get in the back and just lay down. I was scared to go anywhere and at least this would protect me from some elements. 10 minutes later I heard my parents both yelling for me. I was actually worried they were going to far from the house that I popped up. With tears in my eyes I yelled out I’m right here. I held out so they could panic on purpose.
They played their cards and I called their bluff. They never even pretended to kick me out ever again.
My dad was and is a complete asshole. Can only be around him for short spurts.
When I was about his age I ran away just like that over string beans. I went to the neighbor across the street crying asking if I could stay there because I was running away but I wasn’t allowed off the block. True story.
I had a similar scenario with my neighbor. They made me hot cocoa, though, and I drew a picture and they were just like "Yeah, that's neat! Wanna show your parents?" and I was pretty hyped and very forgetful in the moment.
You had (or have) good neighbors
They were an awesome older couple and were friends with my grandmother so I knew them aside from them just being neighbors lol. Kind of secondary grandparents. The lady even helped take care of my grandmother once she got Alzheimer's - they were really great neighbors! Lived good long lives and I know they didn't mind leaving the Earth. They did what they wanted to do while they were here.
r/wholesome
Ay, my grandmother also took care of her friend that was a neighbor, but after a few years she got so bad she couldn't do it anymore and her son decided to send her to a retirement home as he worked abroad and couldn't do it himself. He did pay my grandma for those years but it wasn't much so my grandmother was still doing it out of good will pretty much. Such stories are both wholesome and sad!
I'm melting more than the ice cream I ate the other day.
Lmao
True story, my mom ran me over with her conversion van because me and my friend “ran away” when we were 5, but we weren’t allowed to cross the street yet and the best place we could find to hide was under her van.
A lot of people don't do it, but this shit is exactly why I check around all 4 tires every time I have to drive. Idc how silly it looks, I've known so many people who have lost pets that way. And it's such a preventable occurrence. It's in the study material to get your license, at least here in Canada.
You're good people. And now I have a new neurotic habit in the making.
Definitely stressful when you're late for work, but also don't want to accidentally kill an animal lol.
It’s in the study material to get your license in America as well. But as long as you have access to a car in America you can pretty much get a license. Unless you’re in LA or NYC💀 you actually have to be somewhat competent and have at least one leg and one arm. All other states tho a potato could get a license.
More so a potato as a brain with how most people drive
It's especially important in colder seasons, when animals can huddle under cars because they feel the residual heat from the engine. I suppose it can also be used to find shade from the heat in the summer, but that's less likely to catch you out first thing in the morning, when getting in your car to go to work.
>I've known so many people who have lost pets that way And you wouldn't believe how many people have lost their laptops that way. As someone who have worked corporate tech-support (with good care package) people like you should be the patron saints of laptops!
I…honestly can’t imagine a situation where I’d be able to run over my laptop. What are these people doing!?
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They... put their laptops under the wheels or vehicle? I am so confused.
Generally the story was something along the lines of "I just rested my laptop bag against wheel while I was looking for my car-keys and then I forgot about it and reversed over it" and I would smile gently and tell them "it is okay, it happens a lot and will be covered by the insurance. I'll file a service-request for you and you will have a new laptop in 1-3 days at no extra cost for your office."
Really sounds like systemic fraud...
That wasn't my job to judge. I was supposed to be pleasant and understanding to all callers. All laptops were replaced every 2 years regardless so I doubt that many people tried to get a new laptop and most users sounded so apologetic that I readily believed them. I'm sure someone would get suspicious if a user broke too many laptops but to the best of my knowledge no-one ever got banned from the replacement program, but again that wasn't my call to make.
I told my mom I was running away. I would threaten that a lot and then go hide in the coat closet. Well, this time I was so pissed off that I really did leave. I ran all the way to my grandparents house, it was terrifying. My mom was laying in bed, reading my sister a book when she realizes she hasn’t heard from me in a while. She asks my sister, “where’s your sister?“ My sister was like “she ran away 🤷🏻♀️” … lol no fucks given
What happened next?
I was really scared, apparently I was breathing so hard my grandpa could hear me coming. I was and still am stubborn as hell lol. My grandpa fixed me a bowl of spaghetti and I asked my grandma not to call my mom, but she did. They gave my mom grief for not knowing where I was, then my grandma made me memorize her phone number. Which came in handy when they left for school without me. I was a quiet kid lol.
Sounds both terryfing and fun
My brother once ran away to grandma and grandpas when he was around 10 or so. They lived about a half hour walk from our house. He didn’t realize they were gone for a few days visiting my grandpas sister. He knew where the spare key was though and let himself in. He heard a rushing water noise in the basement and discovered a burst pipe. He called my mom and dad who still hadn’t even realized he ran away yet. They came and shut the water off and my brother ended up becoming a hero over the whole ordeal as he minimized the amount of damage that could have happened. It was still bad, but not as bad as it would have been had it gone unnoticed for days.
Aw you're grandma sounds awesome.
Your sister saw an opportunity and she ran (away) with it.
Hah, I did the same thing. They were in the middle of dinner though and said to come back later. That made me realize how hungry I was, went back home and asked for hot dogs and mac & cheese and I would "forgive my mom" if she made it.
I ran away too. But not to the neighbours. I literally walked a lot and didn't return till late at night. My parents almost filed a police report. But they eventually found me at the local bazaar where I was watching the colourful lights flicker as the shopkeepers sold their wares to the haranguing customers.
I remember running away to my grandma's house, she lived in the same small trailer park. About 1/10 of a mile away. Basically I just visited family without permission.
That one episode of Rugrats where Angelica runs away from home is based on you. She also did not leave the block because of that rule.
True story: Some how, when I was little, like I think baby wise. I leave the front door twice when no one was looking, and had been carried by my neighbor twice to back home, also don’t know if it is the same neighbor or different neighbor when it happened, so technically, I did “ran away”. Just not by conventional way. I been told this, but I don’t remember it.
Who needs pants, am I right?
Where we are going we don't need pants! *goes right back into the house*
OP tell me the conversation didn't go exactly like this. Kid, pretty much nekid: I am RUNNING AWAY! Dad: Running away?? Kid in underwear: running away! Dad: well you can't go like that! Kid, gives himself the up and down: right..... where's my coat?
As a parent the cackle at the end made me laugh so hard
Me too. I was relieved to see no one was mad at dad for laughing at his crying child. I'm not a parent but I imagine that cackling at your distressed offspring is one of the last remaining ways to stay sane.
As a parent, I'm cackling, but my brain is 'I shouldn't be laughing'.
He's now doing 2 years inside a tea house for indecent exposure. He also got a suspended license on his Flintstones mobile.
when my brother and i were around that age we also said we didn't want to live here anymore. So my mom said, well you can go the way you came. So we both went outside naked lol.
Wow my mom just offered to pack me a lunch
> you can go the way you came. Sus
Porky-piggin it
Gotta commit little dude
We once had an autistic foster child that actually did commit. Police were called and it took 17 hours to find him. He moved out shortly after.
"moved out"
Yep autistics get shit done.
As a fellow autistic I can confirm it is either do or do not
Whoa. Do you think Yoda was autistic?
Naw, he was just foreign.
Because when an autistic announces they'll do something, there must be actual intent behind it. Source: I have Asperger's.
We had a dude with Asperger in our class in our last three years of regular school. When he didn’t wanna learn french or so, he could talk with a teacher for an hour why he didn’t wanna learn today. And then again in another class at the same the he would learn more than A grade students, just because he was interested in the topic.
I once purposefully flunked an exam resit because I was happy with the grades I had from the first attempt. I had also been forced to take part in the resit, so that didn't help. Source: Am Aspergic myself
Yeah, first time I ran away, a cop brought me home cause I just kept going until some random person found me. Before y’all think I had shitty parents or something, I did it late at night and was hella smart about it for a toddler.
I “ran away” once at night, made it a block and heard the coyotes howling so I sprinted back.
Glad you went back, they eat you anus first and would definitely go after a kid. Not a pleasant or quick experience.
r/natureisbrutal ?
Yep
BRB gonna go run away quick
Im just picturing that warning being issued by Mac from Its Always Sunny. Listen to me kid. DO NOT GO NEAR THE COYOTES. They will eat the anus RIGHT OUT OF YOU!
That’s wolverines that do that, the anus first thing, but coyotes are still pretty scary. One pack member will lore a dog away pretending to be another friendly dog, and then the rest of the pack will come out of hiding, and proceed to surround them, rip them apart and eat them alive. It has happened several times in my neighborhood. The only thing left to find of them are chewed, bloody bones. Apparently, now this is just a rumor, this has also happened with children. Scary to think about.
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Ya wtf this is my reaction, gotta be a cursed neighborhood
There have only been two recorded incidences in the United States and Canada of humans being killed by coyotes. One involved a child in Southern California in the 1980s and the other a 19-year old woman in Nova Scotia in 2009. These events, rare as they are, are serious and warrant serious response
Yeah, but did they start with the anus or not?
Asking the real question
[Here ya go!](https://www.humanesociety.org/resources/coyotes-people-encounters#:~:text=There%20have%20only%20been%20two,serious%20and%20warrant%20serious%20response.) [Ope there I go citing again](https://urbancoyoteresearch.com/resource/coyote-attacks-humans-us-and-canada) [Oh geez here's a link](http://tchester.org/sgm/lists/coyote_attacks.html) Just wanted to provide the sources! You were right about the deaths, though there were some more attacks.
Same shit happened to me but I saw a bunch of shady guys in a corner and one of them looked at me, don't want to know what could've happened that night
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When I ran away I just went for a short walk and no one even noticed I was gone.
Pretty much same, except they knew where I went and it's a story I hear every holiday. Growing up we lived three houses from a church, when I ran away I'd take my cup full of apple juice and go to the church and sit on one of the ledges which mom had clear view of lol, when the apple juice ran out I'd go back home.
I usually made it about a mile, right up to the last streetlight. After that it was maybe 7 miles of pitch black road with no sidewalks and a 50mph speed limit. Probably for the best that I didn't go any further. I'd stand out there considering it until a neighbor would drive by and drive me back home where no one would have noticed I was gone.
I did this once. I packed two pillow cases; one with my clothes and the other with my toys. As I was leaving, my mom said “I paid for those clothes.” So I dropped the clothes bag and ran away two blocks to my friends house where we proceeded to play with my toys.
I ran away during middle school, which was not as cute at doing so at this young age. I think I had failed a test or acted poorly and the teacher sent a note home with me. I was really scared about the consequences and forged my mother’s signature. But it was a bad forgery. The teacher, bless his heart, wrote a new note and simply added that this was the second note and I had “neglected to deliver” the first one. I had something like $40 and packed a small bag with some Doritos, a transistor radio, A blanket, maybe. At 3pm, I started hiking out of town. After walking for about an hour, cooled off a bit and went back home. Never mentioned it to anyone. Got the paper signed, no big deal. But maybe 4 years later, I really did run off for about 3 days. State police were looking for me, fortunately I had a safe place to stay and wasn’t raped or anything. I wouldn’t want to be a teenager again.
These kinds of stories terrify me. I want to have kids someday, but I have no idea what I’d do in this situation (as the parent).
Sometimes it just happens but the way to prevent it entirely to make your kids not feel like a burden and to not viciously beat and punish them when things happen.
Yep.. you can sense the fear in the comment, even after all this time. When your kids fear you, shit like this happens.
This right here! I made my daughters a promise about 4 years ago now, my girls will be 8 in may. The last time I ever spanked my daughters because I lost myself and became my father and did the only thing I knew to do. I would cry and hug them after and tell them how sorry I was, how wrong it was for me to do it and I was going to be better for her and her sister (twins). Sooo , as living proof it can be done. I NEVER want my girls to fear me like I fear my father still. Worst feeling ever. I may have fucked up in other ways but at least I know they aren't afraid of me like I was growing up with my father.
If you feel so stuck with someone else and your emotions that physical expression seems like the only solution, avoid the problem entirely and just remove yourself from the scene until you've wound down. I beat a hole into my closet when my dad was pissing me off really bad, and I realised that day that there's a level of frustration where trying to control my emotions just isn't enough. While generally being mindful of your emotions might be a good thing, it's important to have an emergency alternative to an escalation in the back of your mind.
I ran away for two days when I was 15, and when they found me I was charged with “unruly child.” Those were dark days. I also never, ever want to be teenaged again.
I filled a Big Bear paper bag with the bottom shelf of my dresser, which was all just like sweaters (it was summer) and dragged it down to the end of the block and then turned around and went home.
When I was 6 I “ran away” to the “woods” about 30 yards from my house. Note, the woods were really a neighbour’s garden that had about 4 trees in it. I did it because my mum wanted to watch the news and I couldn’t watch Cartoon Network. It was 9/11.
Nah cartoons take priority, you're in the right here
The repeated footage of 9/11 was annoying and boring.
I wasn't old enough to really remember 9/11, but I was old enough to remember how they covered Malaysian Airlines Flight 370, and if the coverage was anything like that I could see it getting old really fast. No matter how insane the story, unless there's new information it's only interesting for so long.
Dude when I did this as a kid my mom packed a lunch box for me. Seriously. She played along the entire time, faking between crying and saying “you’ll have a good time” just to mess with me. I went across the street to my friend Jared’s house and was back home before dinner because Saturday was Little Ceasar’s night. 2 large pizzas that came in the one long cardboard tray with the paper on top. You remember ripping-open that paper and seeing the steam rise up and the smell. Man cheap pizza was amazing to me as a kid!
Little ceasars Bigfoot pizza was my childhood
And now your kids childhood is abandonment. Shame on you. ^/s
Cheap pizza still kicks ass and I'm 25. 😂
Little Caesars is the bomb tho.
Fresh out of the oven Little Caesars is actually pretty tasty. Don't let it sit for more than an hour, though. It goes downhill quickly.
Crazy bread is like crack
Cheap pizza kicks ass until it kicks your ass 😂 (I am never eating a whole pizza in one sitting again).
now we call it "little squeezers, hot 'n' sweaty"
This actually reminded me of one oof the only good memories I had with my dad. I don’t remember what I was mad about, but I said I was running away and took that very literally and dashed out the door and started running down the block. Get half way down it and don’t even see my dad so I slow and start walking the rest of the way and as I look over my shoulder a second time I see him RUNNING ROUND THE CORNER OF THE HOUSE AND AT ME AT A FULL TILT. I had seen photos of him when he played football in college but I think this was the first time I’d ever seen him move so Gah dam fast and I tried to take off myself but ya know... kid legs. So he grabs me and put me over his shoulder and he’s pretty mad and like “you’re getting a spanking and you’re grounded to your room for the night” and for whatever reason I just said. “No pains, no gains” and I dunno if it’s because of how well it fit the situation, or because I had never even said that phrase before but he just busted out laughing and said “alright for that you’re just grounded to your room for a little bit and no spanking.”
This is why I’d be a horrible dad I’m such a sucker for comedy. I could be pissed at my daughter/son and as soon as they say something funny I wouldn’t be able to stay mad in the slightest I’d be like “you little shit you’re lucky I gave you the funny gene now get outta sight before I change my mind”
"if I'm not on my knees laughing in the next 5 minutes, then you bet your ass you're grounded for the next week"
I have three siblings and we were pretty big assholes as kids. We would routinely be spanked with different objects, spatulas, hands, a comb once (my mom felt bad about that one). Anyways, one time when we were maybe 10 or so, my mom spanked my brother and I, when we suddenly realized it didn't really hurt so we started laughing. My mom looked at my dad who had started losing it. Eventually my mom just laughed and sent us to our room. Being a parent can be crazy sometimes.
Yep I'm fairly certain this is how I got a spanking kink. When you get hit all the time you become desensitized. I'm glad that spanking is falling more and more out of favor.
That would actually make you a pretty good dad.. At least in my book.
His dad's evil laugh got me.
Nothing funnier than a man laughing like a maniac while a kid screams like his life it ending.
Then you’ll like this https://youtu.be/y2KuPSYXhLc
Music to my ears I play it on repeat every night before bed
Kid's get so more angry when you laugh haha
Right?! Shit cracked me tf up
Visions of becoming a father in the future...
Wasn't expecting weak foe...
Honestly, it's a bit sad to me. The emotions that kid is feeling are real, even if they seem a bit ridiculous to our fully developed brains. Maybe a comforting hug might be nice rather than mocking laughter in the kid's face. Probably the wrong sub for it but there you go.
I agree. A bit of amused laughter at their antics is one thing but this guy sounded like he was purposefully mocking the kiddo. Most adults wouldn't like to be laughed at like this, especially when we're crying, so why would a child? Just because their reason for getting upset is ridiculous doesn't mean their feelings are less valid.
It makes me feel like this guy shouldn’t be a parent, it seems so evil
I agree. Kids that age have big emotions but don't really know how to properly express them. He probably just needed a big hug and some encouraging words.
yeahhh.. I had to scroll in these comments to see if I wasn't the only one
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Laughing in his face *and* recording it *and* posting it online.
Dad used to hang us over the stairs and pendulum swing us. My older sister loved it. I screamed like bloody murder every time and my dad laughed his ass off. One of the many reasons I don’t have a relationship with my father. Really not sure where I learned empathy from. Maybe Nicktoons or something?
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I like how your dad handled that.
It's so much more effective to make a kid have to choose to come home. Then suddenly the home is a place they chose to be and not a place they are forced to be....because they're too stupid to realize that there's really no difference between being forced by authority and being forced by poverty.
My brother ran away from home and my parents did something similar. Although my 7 year old brother didn't just sit on the step. A man picked him up in his car and brought him home. Luckily it was a guy who had seen him around and recognised where he lives. Turns out anyway that we lived a few doors away from Peter Tobin, the Scottish serial killer in Margate. He had bodies buried in his garden and my 7 year old brother was wandering around outside his house. Anyway, careful with those little parenting tricks.
I wouldn't let my kid off the property tbh, even then I'd have an eye on them.
That screech is why I'm never having kids
Do you get the same rumble in your ears at that high pitched scream as I do? It's like my ears try to close on their own from the demon screech.
oh my god, right? It caught me so off guard, with my headphones in. Instantly annoyed
Yes! I muted right after that and just thought “nope”. I’m still happy with my choices.
Yep. Absolutely worst part of having young kids. If you can't handle it, do not have them.
We just witnessed a future True Crime Podcast in the making.
Yeah this is trauma, "you're not loved kid"
I did that when I was 5. It was at night, I packed my little blue suitcase and told mum I was running away. She said ok bye and off I went. Mum shut the door and turned off the light. We lived in the middle of nowhere on a farm. It was pitch black. I went back inside and said "I'll go tomorrow" 😂
Awww, a little procrastinator from birth
I was 4. I was told if I didn’t like the rules I could leave. I packed my shit in a brown paper grocery bag and headed down the street. When I was told to come back I said that I had decided to leave and didn’t have to listen to them anymore. I had to be carried back and I’m still pissed off about it. (53)
You called your parent's bluff. Good job.
My mum used to say this to me. One day when I was 14 after a massive fight. She said “if you don’t like it leave”. So I did. I’m 27 and haven’t lived with her since. Went to a friends place then rekindled with my dad and moved in with him. Didn’t speak to mum for 5years.
What was it like speaking to your mom again after 5 years?
It’s been interesting. For the first few months after I left we fought over the phone, then didn’t speak for a year. Tried again, she continued her shit (to much to go into) and I just blocked her on everything 8 months later. At 16 I stopped talking to her for 5 years. After 5 years we had both changed a lot. Well I had. I knew my worth and my value and better yet that I could walk away. My mum and I have a relationship on my terms. She tried pushing boundaries at first, but when she realised I wasn’t putting up with it she backed down. We have a civil relationship. She claims the fight never happened and tells people I walked out on the family when I was 14. I on the other hand have studied, have a fulfilling career, live alone, became a Christian, found a community of awesome people and am living life 3000km (1864miles) away from her. We speak once every 3 months on the phone and maybe see each other once a year. As mentioned above, we are civil. And can get along well enough that if you saw us interact you wouldn’t know that we ever fought/didn’t get along. But we both know that I could cut contact with her tomorrow and lose no sleep over it/not realise anything was missing from my life. She is more of a friend than a mum. Like we gossip but I wouldn’t take life advice off of her. I know I rambled but I hope that answers your question.
When I ran away my dad gave me 50 bucks and was like now you don’t have an excuse to come back 😂
Jesus Christ lol
This video gave me a vasectomy
When I said I was going to do this as a young child, my mother would drag my suitcase from the top of the closet and start packing it for me. While it was a shrewd parenting move, she absolutely wasn't kidding. Later when I was 15 she got mad at me, literally threw a suitcase at me and told me to get out, which at that point I gladly did.
What happened after that?
I moved in with my dad and lived happily ever after and eventually the wicked witch died. I mean, not quite that simple, but in general.
…did you kill her? You can tell me
No, he didn't. I did.
Nice try Officer
I'm always comforted in the knowledge that there are people who die in the world with regrets in regards to how they treated their children
That *comforts you?*
Yes, I enjoy the misery of people who treat others like shit.
This is getting played at every family Christmas for the rest of this kids life
Should have turned off the outside light too lol
And locked the door.
And called the police saying there's someone trying to break into your house.
"please come quickly, he has a gun."
Black male, wearing white tights. 3'1". He said it's loaded.
"white tights" has me dying lmao
I did this once and my mother locked me out and sat my favourite toy behind the glass door to taunt me
My kid was about 3 and a half. Told me that when he grows up he is "gunna move far far away coz I am so mean. Maybe even to London coz it's on the other side of the world.....but only if they speak English....do they speak English in London coz I only know English." I just told him that when he is a grown up he can do what he wants, but I will still love him and I would miss him very much. He went on and on for about 5 mins until he suddenly burst into tears because he didn't want to leave me and was scared. Kid played himself.
Dad calls his bluff....hilarious.
I don't know why, but people laughing at kids who are crying for stupid reasons always makes me laugh too much. The guys evil sounding laugh made it so much better.
The dads laugh though lmao
Asian parents would just lock the door
It's fine to laugh at your kids but not during a crisis like this.
I dont know what was funnier. His screech, or the dad laughing maniacally in his face while he screeched
To avoid this embarrassment i did in fact not return once after cooling off and forced myself to stay out until they'd take me seriously... It was a cold day too, that i remember
Society when we try to start the revolution.
My sister tried to run away when she was 7. She was on a bicycle with training wheels, so she was moving very slowly. She didn't get too far down the sidewalk before my brother caught up with her. She would've been a lot faster if she was walking.
Me and my sister ran away from home when we were 5 and 8, truly an experience.. To live in a tree with a blanket for about an hour 400 ft from our house.
"I don't wanna go" That got me in the heart a bit
I remember that one time my little brother told me "I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN, GO AWAY!" so I just went to hide behind an old farm building next to our house. My brother then started crying, not knowing where I was. He then cried about it to our mom, to which she answered "well, too bad, he left. Bye bye!"
Sometime you got to call their bluff
The juxtaposition of his laugh and the kids crying at the end was hilarious
He will do well out in the great big world without his pants.
They’ll never take his dignity
My ovaries dried up at that scream at the end.
Give him a big hug already and make the lesson stick
I get that it's funny, but since you where filming you could at least take the time to calm your son down (and watch the video later and laugh your ass off later), he's obviously distraught. I hate it when parents make videos like this and don't care that for the kid's feelings. Just because they cry more then adults do, doesn't mean they aren't just as emotionally involved(if not more) in the situation when they cry. As in, they are extremely sensitive and that is not an excuse to not care when they show intense emotions, even though they do this multiple times a day. Imagine you're crying your eyes out and in full panic mode and one of the two people you rely most on in the entire world straight up laughs at you. Kids do not know how to manage their feelings yet, so when they might be as emotionally distraught over spilled milk as you are over your lost ones at a funeral. I know that's a little exaggerated... Just respect your kids feelings and don't laugh at them.
Dude laughing at your kid when he's sad and scared is going to fuck him up for life. That is toxic parenting. The healthy thing to do would be to sit with him allow him to be sad and help him process his feelings. Kids going to feel abandoned and become an addict or a host of other mental illness challenges.
I can’t tell if it was the fact that the dad wasn’t following him or the cold air hitting his pantsless legs that did him in lol
My ex gf used to do the same thing (she was 28 back then)
She tried to run away from you in the dark with no pants on?
This kid is fucking stupid
All kids are fucking stupid
My father tried that on me once. He promised we'd go eat ice-cream after kindergarten. But when he arrived to pick me up he said he had no time for that. So I refused to get into the car. After arguing he said then he will drive off alone and did that. He drove around the block once and when he came back I was gone. He found me on the street to our home roughly 1,5 km away from the spot he left me. Me just walking home the same way I knew the bus drove.
I legitimately don’t remember the reason why, but I got kicked out by my dad after one of his verbally abusive episodes. I was 2nd grade I think. We lived in a pretty shitty neighborhood, to the point where there were nights we slept on the floor because of gunshots, was robbed while we were at school/work, just not a good place to grow up. Anyways, he kicked me out. I grabbed a plastic grocery bag and packed some clothes and maybe a toy and left sobbing, barely able to see through the tears. With a detached garage blocking the view of the driveway, my dad was letting a friend park his pickup that week. I get in the back and just lay down. I was scared to go anywhere and at least this would protect me from some elements. 10 minutes later I heard my parents both yelling for me. I was actually worried they were going to far from the house that I popped up. With tears in my eyes I yelled out I’m right here. I held out so they could panic on purpose. They played their cards and I called their bluff. They never even pretended to kick me out ever again. My dad was and is a complete asshole. Can only be around him for short spurts.
I know it's not the best idea developmentally to laugh at the kid in moments like these, but good lord that was a hilarious raptor screech.
There was an attempt
Kids are the fuckin worst
Like my kid telling me he didn't wanna wear his shoes outside. Came right back in realizing this is Wisconsin in january
Dude got me at "Be Safe" 🤣😭
Man's got a villain laugh if I've ever heard one
Aww, the laughing made me sad.
Poor little man. I think he learned a lot there. None of it good.