ok, so in the spirit of Halloween it's time for all of you evil kids to confess-- what's the worst thing (thing you feel most guilty about) that you did to someone else?

maybe it's time for some of the forum topics to not be public

ok, how about the worst thing you did as a child?

is that better?

Don't worry dinky Google [Bot] and Yahoo [Bot] wont tell anyone.

As a child, hmmm, it's gotta be setting fire to a friends backyard. I was about 6 or 7 and stole some matches, I was over at a friends house and they had a fire pit in the backyard. I thought I'd be clever and start a fire in it but I didn't notice the dead grass hanging over the edge and WOOF!! it all lit up fast, half the grass was on fire before I knew it. Thank god my friends father was home and was able to put it out before any real damage happened. Needless to say I was grounded for quite a while and couldn't play with my friend.

I blew up my kitchen

details??

In 5th grade, we had to keep all our assignments in a book for a class that was to be graded at the end of the year. One week before it was due, I took the book of a kid I did not like and stuck it down a sewer....Later in life, I took a hammer to someone's clay sculpture.

Ouch!! Was it a good sculpture?

That reminds me, I actually threw away the term paper of a girl I didn't like in 6th grade when she thought she turned it in. Other than that I think the worst thing I did was put gum in another girl's hair (also in middle school)

Well...when i was younger like 12 i started doing some graffiti, so i had all this spray paint and i got curious about that little ball that shakes and rattles the paint. So i was home alone and got a spraycan and a huge knife and took it to my sink just in case theres was a mess it would be a bit easier to clean up, and next to my sink was gas powered stove soooo i got the knife and STABBED the can, and at first just the aerosol came out and then out of no where all this red paint starts to splurt out. So i pointed the can towards the sink so the paint would go down the drain, and i wasnt aware of the pilot light in my stove so the aerosol fumes caught fire and blew up and my whole kitchen was on fire, so i did my best to put it out and it took me a while but i did it and i was covered in red paint and second degree burns. Man you should've seen the look on my mom face when she came in and i was laying down on the floor.

not sure I have any guilt issues-

When I was 6 I sold my brothers playboys to the neighborhood boys. I didn't confess till I was in my twenties.

In middle school we had the worse science teacher and every time she turned around we would throw skittles really hard against the chalkboard and no matter how many times we did it she thought the noise was an automatic gun and would dive to the floor.

We decided the sculpture looked better after the hammer! The kid deserved it, he spilt ink all over a friends painting of Blondie and then laughed about it. It was pure joy to see his face when he discovered his work! In highschool I apologized for the sewer incident, and my karma retribution came back to haunt me as a sculpture intitled "The burning of Louisa Nell in Liverpool", won a scholastic artshow, and was choosen to be displayed later at the Smithsonian Institute. When they sent it back, it was in a million pieces...my mom 25 years later is still asking me when I'm going to put it back together!

What age range are we talking?

under 18, but don't let that stop you if it's something really good

I killed my brother's hamster ... Slammed its little head in the doorjamb.

I also beat up some guys/girls in school, but I have no regrets for that. I was the bully's bully.

And really, Kat? I must say I'm disappointed ... I pegged you as someone capable of far more evil deeds.