One time, I told my mom that I was allergic to carrots so I wouldn’t have to eat them. She believed me, so I got away with it for weeks. But then, my little sister started asking why I could eat other vegetables and I had to start making up fake allergies to broccoli, peas, etc. Eventually, it all came crashing down when she told my mom I was lying, and I was forced to eat carrots in front of her. Worst part? I actually like them now!
In the second grade I would chew up my food at lunch, hold it in my mouth with milk and then spit it all over the floor when we got back to class so I could go home sick. I did this so much my mom took me to the doctor trying to figure it out and had the church saying prayers for me. Safe to say I was not popular lol
“I have a headache, can i stay home today?” Turns out i WAS getting a headache,
A bad one
A VERY bad one
So bad i had to leave school halfwaytrough the day out of sheer agony the next half year type bad, turns out i had a (WATER) cyst on the brain, nothing lifethreatining but super annoying, i now still am used to being lazy and not doing much, hate migranes (because of course i get them regularly now too), genuinley have a bad memory of everything that happened before the operation, and can lie casually on impulse
My brother and I 10/11 told my 5 year old cousin she had a demon in her stomach because we were bored and she needed to drink water to drown it. We forgot about it. Hours later she was about to pass out in front of everyone, she looked pregnant. Found out from my hysterical aunt she could’ve died bursting from the inside. No more pranks.
FYI she’s my best friend and I was the Man of Honor at her wedding so all is forgiven
Not sure how innocent it was but I once told my mother I had a test I couldn’t get out of because she wanted my brother and I to stay home from school to be at the hospital while my grandfather had surgery.
I didn’t want to admit I was scared to be there, to see him like that, to see my family so distraught- so I lied.
I came clean in the car ride to my school- my mother was intending to talk to the principal about rescheduling the test for me due to family circumstances.
I hated pineapples when I was a kid so when I was 12 or so I made up a pineapple allergy, not knowing whether this actually is a thing or not. Most people went oh, alright, no foods with pineapples then and I was happy.
Fast forward a few years and I had forgotten about my supposed pineapple allergy and I ended up in hospital after I had an accident. They put me under because I was in a lot of pain and got my medical history from my mom, who told them I have a pineapple allergy.
It was entirely irrelevant to what I was in the hospital for (I had dislocated a shoulder and cracked a bone) but apparently one of the doctors remarked that he thought my allergy was strange but whatever.
Afterwards, my mom asked me to get an allergy test done cause the doctor said something about my pineapple allergy and so when I went to my GP to get a refered to a specialist, I confessed to my GP that the pineapple allergy was made up.
He thought it was pretty funny but told me that it’s unlikely I have a pineapple allergy if I am not also allergic to pollen.
Today I actually really like pineapples, as long as they’re not on a pizza.
When I was in elementary school, I was hanging out with a bunch of random kids from a daycare I was only at for a few months. They were all talking about the sports they were in, and I didn’t want to be left out, so I told them I played hockey. Which I didn’t.
Fast forward a few months to the next school year, one of those kids I thought I’d never see again transfers to my school. He remembered what I said about hockey. He brings it up a few times in front of a few of my other friends. Now, I have to keep up the lie to my whole grade.
Because I never left my area throughout school, I’ve consistently kept this lie, all throughout middle school and highschool.
I’m 27 now, and still keep this lie up because I’m still friends with some of these fuckers and it somehow manages to creep its way into conversation STILL. I have a friend who’s kids play hockey, and she asked if I could give them any tips, since they are just starting out.
I’ve lied about this for so long, even I’M beginning to think I played hockey in elementary school. Pretty sure I have false memories of being on ice.
I should add, our school never had a hockey team, but there was a local kids hockey team. I was lucky nobody knew anyone on that team. It’s not a big lie, but it’s one I never imagined would spiral out of control.
Once i told a prefect at school a milf kissed me that morning and that dude went and told the deputy head i had to tell him it was a joke but maybe i was kissed by a milf, my mom
In primary school, she used to love school dinners (private school, I never went to one, but I assume they serve nicer food).
Basically she figured out that if she said she hadn’t eaten breakfast, teachers would worry and send her to lunch first.
This became a thing where she made it seem as if her family didn’t feed her in the morning and sent her to school hungry, so she could get school lunch first and bigger portions.
It became a big thing, where her parents were brought into school with social services to investigate them for neglect.
That I was a little dyslexic in elementary school, which I was( but me and my parent didn’t know that I actually was at the time), It spiraled out of control when the held a parent teacher meeting about me being pulled out of classes to get help with school work then being put back into the class, this continued with them Removing me from on grade English to an easier English class, and telling me to meet with a teacher whose sole job was to help students 1 on 1 in a small room in the school, I had to go to him 2 times a week all the way from elementary all the way to senior year of HS.
I used to live with a private community and one day we had a congressman visiting and I had a teeny tiny joke pretending I was kidnapped, had a bit of a trouble after but all in all it was a killer joke.
I had the opposite! I would tell the truth and I’d still get accused of lying.
One time the toothpaste was watery, and my mom was certain I had tried pouring water into the toothpaste tube. I hadnt, although once she mentioned it it sounded interesting. I was in early elementary school.
We went through hours of interrogation and then she started “calling the police” and reporting that someone had poisoned our toothpaste. Eventually I “broke” and admitted that I had done it. I still wasn’t sure what it was, but I tried to follow the phrasing my mom had used.
False confessions are absolutely a thing, and I wish I hadn’t had to learn that before I was 10.
In 4th grade I wasn’t paying attention and I thought the teacher asked if we had ever seen the movie Babe. I raised my hand enthusiastically because my family had seen it and loved it, but I realized I was the only one raising my hand.
My teacher said “Alright, you can bring it in for us to watch.” She had asked if we had the VHS tape of it, and I accidentally volunteered to bring it. The problem was…we didn’t own the VHS tape! Doesn’t sound like a big deal, but as a 9 year old, it ruined my day. I was so sad, wouldn’t talk to anyone at recess, couldn’t bring myself to admit it to my teacher, and I had to admit to my parents when I got home hay I had accidentally lied and that we had to go buy the Babe VHS for school. This was the mid 90s, so new movies were expensive and my parents were not rich.
As payment, I had to take the leaves by myself that weekend. And even though no one in my class ever knew that I lied, it took a big toll on me.
Moved to a new school and told people i had a twin. With certain groups of friends I’d be name1 and other groups of friends I’d be name2. Both girls had different humour, different hobbies, one had her hair up in a ponytail and the other I’d let my hair down quickly and add a headband etc It snowballed until the end of that junior school year when we had to sit for a standardised test in the school hall with everyone and my friends noticed only one of me. Woops.
My mom gave me a kiss on the forehead when she dropped me off to kindergarten, and being the little hateful gremilin I was wiped it off. Her lipstick got smudged all over and left the area red… Later that day, my teacher noticed, pulled me aside, and questioned me in privacy. In a panic, I claimed my mother hit me on the head with a hammer. I was interviewed by five more teachers, including the vice principle and principal. Not once did I break away from my story and in detailed explained how the whole thing went down. I even started to cry and claimed I was in so much pain! I put an entire show worthy of an oscar and was given ice to soothe my aching head.
When my mother came to pick me up I knew I fucked up! I was terrified and hid behind my teacher. At the time, I didn’t realize the gravity of the situation. My teacher and principal got defensive and wouldn’t let my mother near. They were about to call the police and CPS… Despite the threats my mother marched towards me, pulled her skirt, licked it, and wiped the red mark off my forehead and proceeded to call everyone idiots.
They ended up apologizing to my mother and let me go. My mother was so pissed and let me have it! She spanked me all the way home (seven blocks) and told me how close i was to ending in the state and her in jail! Funnily enough, a cop saw the entire beat down shrugged and continued with his day.
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Told my friend I had a twin just for fun… ended up ‘switching places’ at recess for months until a teacher got suspicious.
Heheh😅
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One time, I told my mom that I was allergic to carrots so I wouldn’t have to eat them. She believed me, so I got away with it for weeks. But then, my little sister started asking why I could eat other vegetables and I had to start making up fake allergies to broccoli, peas, etc. Eventually, it all came crashing down when she told my mom I was lying, and I was forced to eat carrots in front of her. Worst part? I actually like them now!
In the second grade I would chew up my food at lunch, hold it in my mouth with milk and then spit it all over the floor when we got back to class so I could go home sick. I did this so much my mom took me to the doctor trying to figure it out and had the church saying prayers for me. Safe to say I was not popular lol
“I have a headache, can i stay home today?” Turns out i WAS getting a headache,
A bad one
A VERY bad one
So bad i had to leave school halfwaytrough the day out of sheer agony the next half year type bad, turns out i had a (WATER) cyst on the brain, nothing lifethreatining but super annoying, i now still am used to being lazy and not doing much, hate migranes (because of course i get them regularly now too), genuinley have a bad memory of everything that happened before the operation, and can lie casually on impulse
Yay.
“Thats really weird. No, I don’t know why all the powdered cheese packets are missing from the boxes of mac n cheese, mom”
My brother and I 10/11 told my 5 year old cousin she had a demon in her stomach because we were bored and she needed to drink water to drown it. We forgot about it. Hours later she was about to pass out in front of everyone, she looked pregnant. Found out from my hysterical aunt she could’ve died bursting from the inside. No more pranks.
FYI she’s my best friend and I was the Man of Honor at her wedding so all is forgiven
Not sure how innocent it was but I once told my mother I had a test I couldn’t get out of because she wanted my brother and I to stay home from school to be at the hospital while my grandfather had surgery.
I didn’t want to admit I was scared to be there, to see him like that, to see my family so distraught- so I lied.
I came clean in the car ride to my school- my mother was intending to talk to the principal about rescheduling the test for me due to family circumstances.
I hated pineapples when I was a kid so when I was 12 or so I made up a pineapple allergy, not knowing whether this actually is a thing or not. Most people went oh, alright, no foods with pineapples then and I was happy.
Fast forward a few years and I had forgotten about my supposed pineapple allergy and I ended up in hospital after I had an accident. They put me under because I was in a lot of pain and got my medical history from my mom, who told them I have a pineapple allergy.
It was entirely irrelevant to what I was in the hospital for (I had dislocated a shoulder and cracked a bone) but apparently one of the doctors remarked that he thought my allergy was strange but whatever.
Afterwards, my mom asked me to get an allergy test done cause the doctor said something about my pineapple allergy and so when I went to my GP to get a refered to a specialist, I confessed to my GP that the pineapple allergy was made up.
He thought it was pretty funny but told me that it’s unlikely I have a pineapple allergy if I am not also allergic to pollen.
Today I actually really like pineapples, as long as they’re not on a pizza.
When I was in elementary school, I was hanging out with a bunch of random kids from a daycare I was only at for a few months. They were all talking about the sports they were in, and I didn’t want to be left out, so I told them I played hockey. Which I didn’t.
Fast forward a few months to the next school year, one of those kids I thought I’d never see again transfers to my school. He remembered what I said about hockey. He brings it up a few times in front of a few of my other friends. Now, I have to keep up the lie to my whole grade.
Because I never left my area throughout school, I’ve consistently kept this lie, all throughout middle school and highschool.
I’m 27 now, and still keep this lie up because I’m still friends with some of these fuckers and it somehow manages to creep its way into conversation STILL. I have a friend who’s kids play hockey, and she asked if I could give them any tips, since they are just starting out.
I’ve lied about this for so long, even I’M beginning to think I played hockey in elementary school. Pretty sure I have false memories of being on ice.
I should add, our school never had a hockey team, but there was a local kids hockey team. I was lucky nobody knew anyone on that team. It’s not a big lie, but it’s one I never imagined would spiral out of control.
Once i told a prefect at school a milf kissed me that morning and that dude went and told the deputy head i had to tell him it was a joke but maybe i was kissed by a milf, my mom
Not me, but a friend of mine.
In primary school, she used to love school dinners (private school, I never went to one, but I assume they serve nicer food).
Basically she figured out that if she said she hadn’t eaten breakfast, teachers would worry and send her to lunch first.
This became a thing where she made it seem as if her family didn’t feed her in the morning and sent her to school hungry, so she could get school lunch first and bigger portions.
It became a big thing, where her parents were brought into school with social services to investigate them for neglect.
That I was a little dyslexic in elementary school, which I was( but me and my parent didn’t know that I actually was at the time), It spiraled out of control when the held a parent teacher meeting about me being pulled out of classes to get help with school work then being put back into the class, this continued with them Removing me from on grade English to an easier English class, and telling me to meet with a teacher whose sole job was to help students 1 on 1 in a small room in the school, I had to go to him 2 times a week all the way from elementary all the way to senior year of HS.
I used to live with a private community and one day we had a congressman visiting and I had a teeny tiny joke pretending I was kidnapped, had a bit of a trouble after but all in all it was a killer joke.
I had the opposite! I would tell the truth and I’d still get accused of lying.
One time the toothpaste was watery, and my mom was certain I had tried pouring water into the toothpaste tube. I hadnt, although once she mentioned it it sounded interesting. I was in early elementary school.
We went through hours of interrogation and then she started “calling the police” and reporting that someone had poisoned our toothpaste. Eventually I “broke” and admitted that I had done it. I still wasn’t sure what it was, but I tried to follow the phrasing my mom had used.
False confessions are absolutely a thing, and I wish I hadn’t had to learn that before I was 10.
I’ll have to come back to this thread with my burner account later, hah.
In 4th grade I wasn’t paying attention and I thought the teacher asked if we had ever seen the movie Babe. I raised my hand enthusiastically because my family had seen it and loved it, but I realized I was the only one raising my hand.
My teacher said “Alright, you can bring it in for us to watch.” She had asked if we had the VHS tape of it, and I accidentally volunteered to bring it. The problem was…we didn’t own the VHS tape! Doesn’t sound like a big deal, but as a 9 year old, it ruined my day. I was so sad, wouldn’t talk to anyone at recess, couldn’t bring myself to admit it to my teacher, and I had to admit to my parents when I got home hay I had accidentally lied and that we had to go buy the Babe VHS for school. This was the mid 90s, so new movies were expensive and my parents were not rich.
As payment, I had to take the leaves by myself that weekend. And even though no one in my class ever knew that I lied, it took a big toll on me.
I told people I was a twin at school.
Moved to a new school and told people i had a twin. With certain groups of friends I’d be name1 and other groups of friends I’d be name2. Both girls had different humour, different hobbies, one had her hair up in a ponytail and the other I’d let my hair down quickly and add a headband etc It snowballed until the end of that junior school year when we had to sit for a standardised test in the school hall with everyone and my friends noticed only one of me. Woops.
My mom gave me a kiss on the forehead when she dropped me off to kindergarten, and being the little hateful gremilin I was wiped it off. Her lipstick got smudged all over and left the area red… Later that day, my teacher noticed, pulled me aside, and questioned me in privacy. In a panic, I claimed my mother hit me on the head with a hammer. I was interviewed by five more teachers, including the vice principle and principal. Not once did I break away from my story and in detailed explained how the whole thing went down. I even started to cry and claimed I was in so much pain! I put an entire show worthy of an oscar and was given ice to soothe my aching head.
When my mother came to pick me up I knew I fucked up! I was terrified and hid behind my teacher. At the time, I didn’t realize the gravity of the situation. My teacher and principal got defensive and wouldn’t let my mother near. They were about to call the police and CPS… Despite the threats my mother marched towards me, pulled her skirt, licked it, and wiped the red mark off my forehead and proceeded to call everyone idiots.
They ended up apologizing to my mother and let me go. My mother was so pissed and let me have it! She spanked me all the way home (seven blocks) and told me how close i was to ending in the state and her in jail! Funnily enough, a cop saw the entire beat down shrugged and continued with his day.
My mother never kissed me after that.