When I played softball when I was younger, 2 olders girls held me down and stole my cleats. After reviving myself from the ground and drying my eyes (I was 7, they were 15) I went to go after them and one of their sisters (who was my age) told me to get over it so I pushed her and she flipped over the teeter totter and broke her arm. I'm still pissed I didn't get to at least attempt to hit one of those older girls. My mom is still pissed we had to get a cast for the sister.
One time when I was at school, all the other kids had crisps and sweets and stuff at playtime, and all I had was a banana. I'm grateful now though, in a way, because I've still got my teeth, and they are all fucked up heroin.
my dad being a crippled manipulative retard who has bathed 7 times in the past 24 years pisses me off to this day too. I dunno if those count though.
oh man... you people REALLY dont want to know. my childhood was something of a horror story. for the most part.
When I was about 14 or 15 some 8 year old kids came up to me and called me a "loser". Obviously, I didn't take this shit from anyone, let alone 8 year old kids. So I told them to fuck off. Next thing, one of those little shits kicked me in the nuts and hit me in the eye. Because of that I had to have one ball removed and the other is just partially working.