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Two Different Memories When I was 19 and Kendra was 18, we were alone in our parents' house, lying on our parents' bed watching TV. We only learned recently that we're half-siblings — her father is actually my father's brother — but back then we were just brother and sister, close in a way that had always set us apart, even in a house that was already dysfunctional enough without us adding to it. She was in front of me, both of us on our sides. I felt it before I did anything — a vibe, like electricity running straight through me. My heart was pounding. My hand was actually shaking when I reached out and put it on her waist, just above her hip. The second I felt her body under my hand, I knew how aroused I was. She turned fast. I yanked my hand back, sure she was angry. She wasn't. I saw it in her eyes and she saw it in mine, mirrored right back, and we fell into each other. We kissed, hard and clumsy and passionate, and dry-humped there on our parents' bed. We...

This isn't the first time this has happened because i've seen dried ass skin all over the seat before and im the only one who cleans it since my sister moved out, anyways im rambling I'll get on with the story. I walked into the bathroom because I gotta shit and im the only one in the house who uses that restroom since my grandma died and my sister moved out to go to college. And so riddle me suprised when I walk into the FUCKING PUBLIC RESTROOM IN OUR FUCKING HOUSE! and see dried up period blood and pubic hair (that was shaved off due to their being cream on the bundles of hair) so not only is their period blood on my toilet seat but FUCKING PUBIC HAIR THAT WAS SHAVED MEANING THIS PERSON (my mom) WAS AWARE OF WHAT SHE WAS DOING! Now I get period blood because I know women dont have control over that BUT IF YOU SEE IT CLEAN IT! AND I KNOW THAT YOU FUCKING SAW IT BECAUSE YOU SHAVED YOUR FUCKING PUBES AND LEFT THEM ON THE TOILET SEAT so I get it if you didn't see your pe...

Yeah this is a story I think about daily, after it happened to me about 6 months ago I was in the back of a Marshall’s looking for bedding looping through the isles. I see someone continue to pass me in isles around the store. I recognized this but didn’t think much about these interactions since this person was disabled and a vulnerable person. ( his disability was visible as in impacting the cranial facial area (potentially Treacher Collins syndrome??)). Not that this matters to me as a person at all but makes the situation more difficult morally for me. Anyways I’m shopping and see him walking slowly towards me, he waves at me ; I wave back and give a smile. He walks away. I continue to shop then he comes back to me, and said excuse me, while giving me his phone opened to the notes page. Written is, “Can I touch your nose for 20$”. After reading this i was very much taken aback. I just said no thank you, while he looked disappointed and said oh okay.? After that interaction he w...

This story is about the first time I got high ….and an unfortunate series of events. For context, it was around summertime when I first moved into the suburbs after living in the city my whole life. I was about 15 at the time about to go in to freshmen year of high school. I wanted to make friends since I was the “new kid” and wanted to fit in right before school started. So I rode my bike around the neighborhood hoping one day some kids would see me and ask to hangout. My hopes had came true and some kids had asked me to play basketball with them. It was two brothers and their sister. The older sibling Marcus(M15), the younger brother Steve(M14) and the sister Nila(F17). So all had went well, we hung out almost every week throughout the summer and that was that. I had friends and felt happy in the new neighborhood. I was invited into their house one time and I noticed their way of living was a bit…strange to say the least. They only had a dad living at home and the dad always gave me...

Keep in mind, my mom told us this in the dead of night while camping 😭 My mom was about 14 and got asked to babysit her cousins (12, 9, and 7) while her aunt and uncle went out for the night. They dropped her off at the house, in the middle of the country, surrounded by cornfields, and left. Soon after, a heavy thunderstorm rolled in. With not much to do, the kids decided to watch a scary movie together, and all piled onto the couch. A while in, the climax of the movie hit with a massive jump scare, and at the exact same moment, a huge crack of lightning lit up the sky. All the girls screamed. Except my mom wasn't screaming at the movie.... When the lightning flashed, she looked out the window and saw A MAN staring at them... The oldest cousin was still screaming at the movie, so my mom physically turned her head to face the window. At that moment the man SPRINTED.... not away, but straight toward the front door. My mom, who could thankfully run fast as hell, bolted for the door ...

I was a cashier at the time. I was checking out these two guys. One of them was on the other side of the cart and the other one was near me. I was taking a while because I was looking for a barcode. The dude next to me started laughing and pointing after a couple seconds of me trying to find it. I finally found the barcode and I told him jokingly “why didn’t you tell me it was there?” The second dude comes up to pay. And starts signing to the other dude. He was deaf. It took me three months to find out that he wasn’t laughing either. I told my dad the story and he cleared that up for me. He was in fact, not laughing. He was trying to tell me where it was. Idk its kinda funny to me now but i really feel horrible if he was offended. submitted by /u/TreatSpecialist2848 [link] [comments]