At 6, Used red fingernail polish to paint my dolls eyes and then with ball point pen gouged out the doll’s eyes. Stuck pen through mouth into her head. Colored dolls private part then used pen and butter knife to puncture and widen the plastic of dolls private part. Her hair grew long as it was pulled out from her head, I did this and then cut her hair, tied a rope around her throat, and later ankles after eldest sister told me their was something terribly wrong with me for hanging my doll. I had hung it out the window, from the second floor of our new house.

At 8 or 9, My sister and I told my friend that my Aunt was a witch, we got carried away, making mention of séance’s, that we claimed we were participating in, which in fact, eldest sister was involv. in. Before the end of frightening her, I considered I must be possessed to be so mean. As we spoke in such ways as to deeply frighten my friend and she went home in tears. Quite naturally this ended our friendship.

At 8 or 9, used saw to cut square, secret passage from my closet into mother’s closet thereby making access to her locked room.

At 9, I belly laughed when neighborhood girl fell down hill and broke her leg.

At 10, told best friend that I was pregnant from sister’s boyfriend’s brother. Pretended to be. She told her sister who in turn concluded false promiscuous, impressions of me.

10 or 11, bought female sanitary napkin from jr. high vendor went to the art room and painted it red, placed in upon step to an entrance to school near learning disabled students, watched as one child picked it up, held it up high while waving it and walked through school hallways announcing, “What’s this?’ Laughed.

10 or 11, bought a soda from teachers lunchroom vending machine when this was against the rules.

At about 11, A few different times searched through mother’s boyfriend pants looking for money. Stole $5 to $10. when I could.

At 11, intentionally set friends bedroom trash barrel on fire so that I could turn around be the one to spot the fire, put it out and be a hero.

At about 15, I emptied and spilled mother’s boyfriend’s shit load of prescription pills all over table and coffee filter and then emptied sugar bowl on it, making a mess, hoping that mother would see it and hold him responsible and have him hospitalized. She rightly believed him and rightly assumed it was me.

At some age in high school, frequented the nurses office and while in bathroom of nurses office, or on nurses bed behind curtain, often wrapped my hands around my throat and proceeded to attempt to choke myself for as long as I could stand it.

Highschool, went to school regularly with can of frostin and ate and vomited whole can until I was sick.

yucky...not me, but just being reminded of all this.
Yuck!