What's the Worst ever thing you ever did as a Child and what was your Punishment ?????????????????????

Too many to pick just one..

Didnt get caught much...

Beaten with Belt for Fancy Hair Cutting ... !!!!!!!!

mmmm playing the doctor with the neighbours' daughter when we were about 8? or smoking a cigarette around 12?
for the rest I was a good boy, or rather, good at not getting caught...

Suppose if I had to pick.. it was sneaking out the car and wrecking it..

Didnt really get punished.. unless having to drive the wreck as a first car to constantly be reminded I wrecked a rare option car..

I cannot really think of anything?
One thing I did when around 14 was grab a bunch of my sister's skirts that were hanging in her wardrobe and cut in them in one go. Must've been at least 20 cms.
I had a reason for this, and although I feel slightly guilty still, I would do it again because of the reason.

I never received punishment, no b*ll*cking. It was never even mentioned. I think my parents understood because of the reason, that or my sister never told them.

As a child, which I consider >12... no idea.

I was never disciplined. And I am grateful, because it allowed me to be free to be me.

At this juncture,
I assert my right to remain silent.

Is there a body hidden somewhere?

You know those cars that you pull them back to wind up the tires and let them go. I wound up one held the wheels and put it on my sisters head. Her hair was so entangled mom had to cut it out. I was pretty proud of myself until mom beat my azz with a willow switch.

Me and my sisters and cousins got in trouble a lot. It was always my mom doing the punishment. I've had to stand in the corner, do house work, hold bar soap in my mouth lol, apologize in front my class, had my azz beat in front of my class, she use to make me go get my own switch I'd always pick dead ones that would break apart and she send me back for the willow.. . Would wrap around my legs that was painful but I'd take it over her making me hug my sisters and say sorry.

I told the truth. My Aunt was telling a fabricated story to the neighbor, and I spoke up. I said, "No Aunt Sally (named changed for privacy) that's not what happened". I got shushed up immediately and sent to my room. Later I was scolded for not minding my own business and for not agreeing with her regardless of what she says. I had to write, "I will no contradict Aunt Sally", 100 times. I was 9 or 10, I believe, at the time.

I don't recall much under the age of 7 when I was with my parents. My sister told me when I was 4, I painted pretty pictures on the wall with ink, . My punishment was not being allowed to go trick or treating, or watch Charlie Brown. The only thing I remember about that was not being allowed to watch Charlie Brown.

I went to a catholic school run by nuns . I remember as a young girl making my friends laugh during a school mass . At that time corporal punishment was commonplace in English schools . My punishment was the strap . We were made to hold our hands out and it was always done either in front of the entire class or school assembly . As a 7 year old It did not teach me respect . ... it taught me to rebel

Probably where my passion for leather (and other things ) comes from