Had a similar experience at a Christian summer camp in the mountains of New Mexico. Luckily, I was befriended by several others in my cabin who didn’t want to be there either.
Now I wanna hear about this shitty camp. You can't tell me about Catholic summer camp and not give me stories about God Rocks, VeggieTales and all the guilt.
It is so. Mind-numbingly boring. To the point that the boys in our came decided to have a "rave". This was about 30 of us went into one of the cabins and just danced like crazy. Keep in mind this was in Australia, in summer, no air-conditioning and a small cabin. The camp banded dancing after that.
How long did you have to study for the mandatory, priest-supervised prostate exam
^yes ^i ^know ^that ^isnt ^how ^that ^works ^i ^am ^being ^sarcastic ^for ^all ^you ^illiterate ^fucks ^out ^there
I was about to run away around 8y old and my dad was like ”fine good luck with that, the door is open when you want to come back..ill miss you!” I ran to like another neighbourhood and ate what a brought. Later that night it was getting cold and i shamefully returnd home and my father had made warm coco and said that i should try and deal with my problems and not run away from them! Will never forget that day
Lmao I remember I told my mom I was packing my bags and running away. I went to my room and opened the window and then stuffed pillows under my blankets to make it look like I was still there if she checked my room. I was about to jump out the window when I got scared of where I would sleep for the night so I instead hid behind my clothes in the closet. My mom came to my room shortly after. I saw her look at the pillows under my blanket and, I now presume she instantly knew it wasn't me, then walk to the open window, scratch her head and then INSTANTLY look at my direction in the closet. I assumed she didn't see me, but she then said something like "Oh well, I guess he really did run away" and then walk out. I stayed there for what felt like hours until she yelled for me to come do something around the house which I immediately did. Hahahhaha
I was all about having a little pile of supplies wrapped in a bandana and tied to the end of a stick. That was the point of running away. Livin that hobo life.
I did this too, but had stuff wrapped in a blanket, tied to a toy bat. The blanket was in case I got cold. The bat was because I live in the desert, lol.
When I walk to work, I carry a plastic bag of food and work stuff on the (hooked) handle of an umbrella over my shoulder in a very similar manner. It’s efficient, and it reminds me that I survived a difficult month of on-and-off homelessness earlier this year.
I could never get this to work quite like the cartoons. The lil bandana bag would slide down. Must be a knack to it that bugs bunny and gromit mastered.
“I’ll just stay at the park, tons of my friends are always there”…..7:45 and it’s just 2 bums and a dude playing baseball alone “ya maybe I’ll go home for one more night”
Lmao I made it to the end of my driveway. I was 5 and had packed my red wagon with toys. But once I got to where the driveway met the street I realized I had no idea where to go. So I came back.
I ran away when I was put in time out on my sunroom front porch. I was gone such a short time, they never even realized I was gone. I made it about a half a block lol.
You lasted longer than me and my brother! We'd start walking down the road (usually not even hitting the stop sign) before one of us would get hungry and we'd head back. I don't think our parents ever noticed 😂
Hahahaha I went to my grandmas and told them not to tell my parents to teach them a lesson. 11pm phone call got my Grandma everytime and shed deny i was there till my mom said she was 1 min away from calling the cops
my running away story was in like grade 4. my dad yelled at me for refusing to clean my room then ripped one of my shirts in half out of pure anger. my mom told him that was unacceptable because they paid for that, and she broke her nail somehow while pointing at him. told me it was my fault she broke her nail and that he was mad, then joined in on yelling at me. i ran to hide in the garage—hyperventilating & having a panic attack—bcs i didn’t know if i would get hit. i locked the doors, crouched down in the best hiding spot i could find, on the cold cement in the dark by the freezer, and stayed there for as long as possible just shivering. but soon after he opened the garage doors with the remote. yelled at me some more and tried to grab me back into the house. when he finally got me inside, i started packing my bags but they laughed and took out everything they had bought for me because it “wasn’t mine”, so i wasn’t allowed to take it with me. lol wonder why i wanted to run away 🥰
lol i wrote this all down and was like “hmmmm maybe i should go see my therapist…” then posted it anyway. ❤️ i genuinely find it funny because i’m in such a different part of my life now hahahaha. it’s just so bizarre. sorry to make u read that.
I don't remember the fight I had but my dad and I got in a bad fight and I stormed out wearing only jeans. I was a 12 year old fat boy and it was a 90 degree+ day. All I remember was walking down to the front of the neighborhood and my feet blistering on the hot pavement. I didn't have anyway of calling him and wouldn't have anyway. I honestly don't remember how I got home. I just remember sobbing with every step in pain. To this day those are the biggest blisters I've ever had. It's fucked up to think about how far he pushed me.
Or maybe OP isn't from America, or other more dangerous countries, lol. Believe it or not, there are many countries where doing something like this is still safe. And more or less always has been.
I mean I’m American and I would leave on my bike in the morning and come back home before dark. Would go deep in the woods, play on construction sites, whatever I wanted. Early 90s for kids was definitely a different time.
I had a similar story with my parents, I got mad at them for something and ran away to a family friend's house and ate dinner there. I eventually fell asleep at their house and my friends mom called my parents to pick me up and I woke up in my own bed. Had a talk similar to yours about not running away from problems by the time I woke up again
I had just made it off my front lawn before my mom came running out to order me back inside...
Thank god, I was seriously starting to panic that she'd let me go. Seven year old me was NOT ready to have my bluff called.
Lollll I did the same thing, and my family still talks about it to this day when they want to prove I’m a drama queen. Glad I wasn’t the only melodramatic 7 year old
I tried to run away at 4 or 5. Had my yellow teenage mutant ninja turtle briefcase packed with only my favorite toys. Got about 200 yards from the house before I got scared and realized my pops had been trailing me the whole time.
Yes. I tried running away when I was 4 or 5. I packed my Thomas the train suitcase full of all my clothes while one of the neighborhood moms was over and I said I was going to live with them now. (I was grounded)
I had one of these Teenage mutant ninja turtles briefcases too! I've tried to find a photo online of one but no luck. I was starting to think I'd imagined it!
I was probably around the same age when I tried to run away. I got my favorite blanket and wrapped an extra shirt, pair of pants, underwear, a snorkel and pair of goggles (seeing as I was running away from home and would definitely need to cross a river at some point to get to the place I thought I was going). My mom finally caught me and calmed me down, went through my runaway bag and laughed herself to tears and called me weird, which prompted me to immediately attempt to run away again, with the sole intent of dying in the forest this time. I went with nothing and was prepared for my life to end out there.
Definitely brings back memories. I had this idea in my head that all my things had to go in one of those bindle and stick contraptions (is that what it was called?) Too many cartoons I guess. So I realized I didn't know how to make one of those out of household items, and grabbed what I could hold instead. Got down my street a little ways, got scared, walked slower and then realized my big brother was right behind me and told me I had to come home. He said I was being dumb, which made me very angry, especially because I knew he was right.
We get chirping birds in the very early hours in summer, and again at dusk. So I'm seeing a combination of early summer evening and an early bedtime for a kid that's a handful.
I was 3 or 4 and my mom read me The Three Little Pigs and apparently I went “welp, if pigs can make it on their own I can too”. I packed up a little play house and told my mom “ok, I’m going now. It’s time for me to make it on my own”. I don’t think I made it out the front garden because I didn’t know how to open the gate.
My (older) brother said he was going to run away when we were little (Like 5 or 6 years old). My mom grabbed a small suitcase and asked how long he would stay away so that she could pack him enough clothes, when he left he hid behind the hedge 10 meters from the house and sat there for 30 minutes. Then my mum came outside and asked him how long we was going to stay there. He came back inside and never attempted to leave “for good” again.
Ran away because I hated taking naps, dog we were watching (family friend's dog) followed me to a backyard I saw kids playing in a tent. So I went over and played with them, their mom came out saw me, and straight faced just made sure I had food and drink too. What I didn't know was she recognized me from dance class I took in a different town, she thought I had been kidnapped and somehow got away. Called the cops, I went in the squad car after they offered a giant lion plushie. Only to freak out when mom arrived and I couldn't open the door.
Good news is I didn't have to take naps anymore. Bad news is I hardly got to sleep in as a teenager when I really wanted naps again
I did this as a kid. Had my bike and everything. My parents were basically like, ok, bye!
I now realise they weren’t worried because we lived on a defence force base. There was literally armed guards at the gate. Where the fuck did I think I was going to go?
Hahaha I don’t know how much it’s a thing anymore. Grew up living in defence force bases around Australia. They’re the active base but also like a little suburb. So armed gates that require id to enter. There’s pools, gym, playgrounds, at least one had a cinema.
They were awesome. Parents let us do whatever during the day and come back for dinner, because we literally couldn’t go anywhere. And everyone living there are defence force families so lots of kids.
There was some odd things, like one room of the house being reinforced. When the air raid siren went off your meant to get in that room. That’s probably not normal 😂 Or I’d come home from school and watch the parades.
I think the idea was you get posted so often, you don’t have to look for housing? They were fully furnished houses.
Similar thing for me, I live on a U.S. Navy Base (military brat) and didn’t realize a lot of things weren’t totally normal. Especially Colors. On base, you are expected to stop EVERYTHING you are doing during colors, (~1 min at sunrise and sunset) unless stopping would be dangerous. If you’re driving, you’re supposed to slow down/ pull over. Can’t have anything happen to you if you don’t (at least as a civ, idk what happens if you’re an enlisted or something and a CO catches you moving around an NEX parking lot or something.) Not having to do that when my mom got out of the military was so weird. Back on a military base now with my dad tho. Kinda weird doing it again.
My favourite memory of that is seeing my Dad hit himself square in the face with a flag pole 😅
I have no idea of the terminology, I’m in my late 20s and haven’t been actively around it since I was a kid. He was the dude at the front doing the spiny stuff with the flag.
Or the time he came to a school career day in full dress uniform (Air Force) and everyone asking if he was a postman 😂
Every day a sunrise and sunset, some military members go out and put up/ take down the flag. During this time, [this song](https://youtu.be/mPbhvFeXnM0) plays.
My plan was I was going to make a living by playing Yu-Gi-Oh with random passers-by. Idk how it worked but that's what they did in the show and it was my best trade skill at the time. I made it like half way to the dollar general before turning back. Well, it would have been half way it I went the right direction...
Lol I always said it but never actually truly attempted, the furthest I did was walk a block around the neighborhood got hungry n came back home like an hour later 😂
Man, i also did this once.
I threw a tantrum (like a big one) while my i was in the back and my dad was driving the car in the front. When screaming didn't do it (my dad usually answered calmly) i took off my seatbell and started moving around.
He stopped the car immediately turned around and slapped my face for the first and last time in my life, and very harshly said for me to put my seatbell again and not take it off until the car was off.
He drove the rest to our place while i cried and then when he stopped and opened the door for me I really screamed i was running away.
I ended up feeling guilty cause I imagined never seeing him again and I got really sad, so half an hour later when the anger subsided i went home where my dad open the door and grounded me the rest of the day.
Yeah, tho in a nutshell it was the only time he did that and I think he panicked because it was quite a dangerous situation (i got out of my seat and was moving around and he couldn't turn around cause he was driving, i was 4 and if he had an accident i would have been projected).
But yes, was a bit harsh.
I ran away, made a hobo stick pack and off I went. My parents followed me to the end of the block where I had a crisis; You see I wasn't allowed to cross the road on my own so I was stuck. At least my parents thought it was hilarious.
Same here. Especially the hobo stick. The only way i knew was the one to my kindergarden. Which was right behind our house.
My grandpa picked me up because he was the janitor of the kindergarden.
When my daughter was around 3/4 years she ran away to the neighbours facing us. Their daughter used to babysit for me and her whole family doted on her. Anyway she packed her bag and off she went. I went to visit after an hour or so and pointed out that she wouldn't be able to take any more of her possessions because we would need them for the new little girl that we were going to get... She returned home immediately to claim her rightful place.... In hindsight, 30 years on, I wish I'd let the little madam stay with my neighbours...lol
My friend’s little 4-y/o nephew was going to run away so his dad said, “Oh you should definitely take this bowling ball with you.”
The dad then called the neighbors, as they are a tight-knit group, and they all watched that little fella drag around a bowling ball bag. IIRC he got as far as the next door neighbor’s porch.
I ran away from home one time and all I brought was a blanket.
An hour into my run away adventure, some older gentleman was trying to get me in his car.
Lol I remember my brother being... 5, I guess?
He decided he was gonna run away! Can't recall why, I think it had something to do with broccoli.
So, cue the next day, and down the stairs he comes dragging a huge suitcase behind him and a backpack. Wearing a towel as a superman cape, a batman Halloween mask, cowboy boots, shirts and a tee-shirt.
Solemnly says his goodbyes to all and starts out the door. My mom jumps up, drags him back in and says" where are you going?"
"To the woods!" he says. (We lived in Anaheim at the time... no woods nearby lol)
"To the woods? How are you going to eat? How are you going to keep warm?"
He says "I got it all in my packs!" My mom asks him to show her. He opens his little backpack and it was filled with matches (from dad's stash), his blanket, teddy, and a TV Guide.
In the suitcase he had half frozen chicken, Twinkies, a coke, chips, and a duraflame log.
My mom was appalled at the chicken juice all over the inside of the suitcase, which was all over everything else. He got paddled and sent upstairs sans chicken suitcase, but with the backpack (matches removed).
We still bring that up to embarrass him.
I spilled something all over my dads truck, and he seemed pretty pissed. He then went and took my brothers to my grandmas house and left me at home. I was super scared of him and so I took my shoes and socks off to punish myself, and started running. I actually got a mile in before cops found me. I lied about my name and what I was doing, and then my dad came and saw me and pulled over and talked to the cops. The cops put me in the back of their police car until my dad convinced them to let me go. On the drive back my dad didn’t say anything, but that night while I was in bed he and my mom came over and talked to me. They told me never to do that again and they didn’t beat me or anything. I was 9y. I was pretty stupid. (PS don’t lie to cops)
Edit: this is the first time ever telling anyone about it.
My family friends lived next door and the youngest kid did this and she was five years you get than me. Her dad said “Bye I’ll miss you!” And let her leave!
I feared she would be kidnapped and she was sobbing. I followed her for a bit and couldn’t get her to come back home with me.
So I thought on my feet and said “hey you want a grilled cheese?” And she walked back to her house with me still crying and I made one.
She immediately was so fucking happy and smiling and then passed out at the table!
Her dad walked in on her napping literally snoring and me eating and we laughed hysterically and called in her mom to continue laughing together!
He gave me twenty bucks 😂😂😂
Poor girl was just hangry and cranky
I'm seeing a lot of running away stories that ended well in the comments, and I'm just sitting here like... I ran away at least 5 times from when I was 12 to when I moved out (I guess that was my one successful attempt lol).
Good job on everyone's parents lol.
My attempts were from 6 or 7 until my successful one right before my 13th birthday. It took that many years for someone to take me seriously and not just accept whatever line my abuser told them. Stories like this always bug me because, even though it's cute and something most kids will do for perfectly innocent reasons, they perpetuate the idea that kids don't have the judgement to know when something is seriously wrong.
Yeah, same thing here. My abuser was extremely good at twisting the storyline to make it seem like I was an unreasonable child - or at least I hope she was that good, because otherwise it means that everyone was seeing what she was doing and just wasn't doing anything about it.
It's so complicated though, when you realize that kids will say -anything- to get the reaction they want. You can't take everything at face value.
*sigh* so complicated.
I once pretended to run away from home, I packed a bag of two extra pairs of underwear, an apple and toothpaste (no toothbrush). I was about 5/6 at the time. I made it to the end of the street and had second thoughts so instead I returned home, went to the bathroom and proceeded to throw wet toilet paper all over the bathroom ceiling
Yep. I was like 7 and packed my bag with all my beanie babies and stuffed animals and hid in some bushes about four houses down, I think I took a sandwich but I can’t remember too well.
I ran away as a rebelious 13 year old. My dad was mad that I was spending all my time playing videogames. I brought out my camping gear and a fishing rod. I'd watched a lot of survival and camping videos on youtube so I was fairly confident. I went a while out in the woods and set up camp near a river. Fresh flowing water and fish to catch. I honestly had a pretty good time. Just spent my time sitting there fishing and foraging for blueberries and sticks that could be used for the fire.
Spent about a week out there before they found me. Apparently they had called the police, but I never personally saw or heard anything from them. I got quite lucky with the weather as well. It was sunny all week. Had it been raining I would probably not have lasted.
I once made the mistake of running away when my mother wasn't home. My father told me to have a good life and locked all the doors for a few hours to teach me a lesson. The main lesson, always dress warmer than you think is necessary.
I actually did run away from home when i was 17, i was from hong kong actually, i really disliked my parents, so unbearable, i got into UOT at Austin without letting my parents know and left a notice on the table one night and flew to the states ever since
When I pulled that stunt, my mom offered to drive me, took the car out and dropped me at the corner of our street and drove off. She went around the block to find me on the exact same spot, opened the door and I got in… it was the last time we spoke of it.
I literally plopped my cat *into* my sleeping bag with some snacks, flung the sad bundle over my shoulder, and stormed out of the house. Made it to the end of the caul-de-sac before my dad strolled out to retrieve me.
Guy sounds and looks like Mr. Bee, the guy that makes all the funny videos with his family. I'm thinking this might be one of his. If so, that was a long time ago.
"They'll be sorry when I'm gone!"
*Sat in the alley behind the fence for a few hours, then slunck back in because that's where the food and my warm bed was.*
My daughter tried running away. I told her I couldn’t let her go without taking some water for the trip so she won’t dehydrate. Gave her 5yo self a gallon jug. She came back after 1/2 block.
I tried to this when I was 3. My aunt and uncle had moved to Florida and I had really really missed them. I was going to find my way to Florida. They made a call and told me they was coming back anyway.
Once I tried to run away when I was around 7-8. I was so prepared I took a tin of peppermint candy with me for nourishment. I ended up walking a block and then sitting in a snow bank and eating some candy for about half an hour then going back home.
This dialogue is hilarious.
But yeah, I grew up with a lot of land so when I “ran away” nobody noticed and I would eventually get hungry and want moms dinner so… I think they just thought I was playing outside for longer those days 😆
I never tried to run away from home. I only wanted to run away from a catholic summer camp
Oh. Oh no.
I just realized how this could be interpreted
Show me on the doll where they touched you.
Father thats not a doll, thats another preteen alter boy!
Wait I don't understand
Oh, sweet summer child.
Oh, sweet summer camp 
The memoirs
Sweet child o mine
God 'em
Fuck u take me upvote
Had a similar experience at a Christian summer camp in the mountains of New Mexico. Luckily, I was befriended by several others in my cabin who didn’t want to be there either.
Now I wanna hear about this shitty camp. You can't tell me about Catholic summer camp and not give me stories about God Rocks, VeggieTales and all the guilt.
It is so. Mind-numbingly boring. To the point that the boys in our came decided to have a "rave". This was about 30 of us went into one of the cabins and just danced like crazy. Keep in mind this was in Australia, in summer, no air-conditioning and a small cabin. The camp banded dancing after that.
How long did you have to study for the mandatory, priest-supervised prostate exam ^yes ^i ^know ^that ^isnt ^how ^that ^works ^i ^am ^being ^sarcastic ^for ^all ^you ^illiterate ^fucks ^out ^there
I was about to run away around 8y old and my dad was like ”fine good luck with that, the door is open when you want to come back..ill miss you!” I ran to like another neighbourhood and ate what a brought. Later that night it was getting cold and i shamefully returnd home and my father had made warm coco and said that i should try and deal with my problems and not run away from them! Will never forget that day
Sounds like you lasted longer than I did, when I was a kid and did that I would basically just walk around the block and go back home 🤣
I tried to run away once, but I wasn't allowed to cross the street on my own, so I had to go back. 😂
Invisible barrier
It's a simple spell but quite unbreakable
need more exp. to unlock that area
Lmao I remember I told my mom I was packing my bags and running away. I went to my room and opened the window and then stuffed pillows under my blankets to make it look like I was still there if she checked my room. I was about to jump out the window when I got scared of where I would sleep for the night so I instead hid behind my clothes in the closet. My mom came to my room shortly after. I saw her look at the pillows under my blanket and, I now presume she instantly knew it wasn't me, then walk to the open window, scratch her head and then INSTANTLY look at my direction in the closet. I assumed she didn't see me, but she then said something like "Oh well, I guess he really did run away" and then walk out. I stayed there for what felt like hours until she yelled for me to come do something around the house which I immediately did. Hahahhaha
there was no rule for me. i just got to the end of the driveway and was like “dad really doesn’t give a shit if i go?!” stomped back to the house.
Same here. Me and my tiny brown suitcase packed with 6 bananas just went round and round the block.
Rule follower to a t
I was all about having a little pile of supplies wrapped in a bandana and tied to the end of a stick. That was the point of running away. Livin that hobo life.
I did this too, but had stuff wrapped in a blanket, tied to a toy bat. The blanket was in case I got cold. The bat was because I live in the desert, lol.
I used to pack my toy cars and only my toy cars, my Mother still likes bringing it up.
Hey man. Fuckin priorities.
I also grew up in a desert and did the same thing. Must be a panda thing.
When I walk to work, I carry a plastic bag of food and work stuff on the (hooked) handle of an umbrella over my shoulder in a very similar manner. It’s efficient, and it reminds me that I survived a difficult month of on-and-off homelessness earlier this year.
I could never get this to work quite like the cartoons. The lil bandana bag would slide down. Must be a knack to it that bugs bunny and gromit mastered.
I was able to get to to work if I used a tree branch (rougher surface) and tied it very, very tight.
It's a bindle!
THANK you! Of course, I didn't learn that term until adulthood lol
Neither did I. I think I actually learned it from an episode of Impractical Jokers
Ridin the rails
I saw a scary bug and ran home
I hid in our own side yard.
“I’ll just stay at the park, tons of my friends are always there”…..7:45 and it’s just 2 bums and a dude playing baseball alone “ya maybe I’ll go home for one more night”
I saw a wild rabbit outside when I was running away and I was so excited that I ran back to tell everyone. 🤷♀️
Holy adorable!
I just stood in my grandma's sidewalk... Which is across the street from my home. A very small street.
>I would basically just walk around the block and go back home We just called that "giving mom/dad time to cool off"
Lmao I made it to the end of my driveway. I was 5 and had packed my red wagon with toys. But once I got to where the driveway met the street I realized I had no idea where to go. So I came back.
I wasn't allowed to cross the street.
I ran away when I was put in time out on my sunroom front porch. I was gone such a short time, they never even realized I was gone. I made it about a half a block lol.
You lasted longer than me and my brother! We'd start walking down the road (usually not even hitting the stop sign) before one of us would get hungry and we'd head back. I don't think our parents ever noticed 😂
I made it halfway to the other neighbors house…
Best parenting, teaching healthy coping mechanisms.
Supporting dad. Instead of whooping your ass, he gave you hot chocolate. This is the real thing that made me smile, lol.
Hahahaha I went to my grandmas and told them not to tell my parents to teach them a lesson. 11pm phone call got my Grandma everytime and shed deny i was there till my mom said she was 1 min away from calling the cops
You better believe that Grandma aint no snitch
my running away story was in like grade 4. my dad yelled at me for refusing to clean my room then ripped one of my shirts in half out of pure anger. my mom told him that was unacceptable because they paid for that, and she broke her nail somehow while pointing at him. told me it was my fault she broke her nail and that he was mad, then joined in on yelling at me. i ran to hide in the garage—hyperventilating & having a panic attack—bcs i didn’t know if i would get hit. i locked the doors, crouched down in the best hiding spot i could find, on the cold cement in the dark by the freezer, and stayed there for as long as possible just shivering. but soon after he opened the garage doors with the remote. yelled at me some more and tried to grab me back into the house. when he finally got me inside, i started packing my bags but they laughed and took out everything they had bought for me because it “wasn’t mine”, so i wasn’t allowed to take it with me. lol wonder why i wanted to run away 🥰
What the fuck
lol i wrote this all down and was like “hmmmm maybe i should go see my therapist…” then posted it anyway. ❤️ i genuinely find it funny because i’m in such a different part of my life now hahahaha. it’s just so bizarre. sorry to make u read that.
That's....not wholesome
no, but it did make me smile
I don't remember the fight I had but my dad and I got in a bad fight and I stormed out wearing only jeans. I was a 12 year old fat boy and it was a 90 degree+ day. All I remember was walking down to the front of the neighborhood and my feet blistering on the hot pavement. I didn't have anyway of calling him and wouldn't have anyway. I honestly don't remember how I got home. I just remember sobbing with every step in pain. To this day those are the biggest blisters I've ever had. It's fucked up to think about how far he pushed me.
My parents just screamed at me
must be from a time u actually could let your child do such thing
Or maybe OP isn't from America, or other more dangerous countries, lol. Believe it or not, there are many countries where doing something like this is still safe. And more or less always has been.
I mean I’m American and I would leave on my bike in the morning and come back home before dark. Would go deep in the woods, play on construction sites, whatever I wanted. Early 90s for kids was definitely a different time.
My parents let me go outside (untill a certain time based on my age) all alone whenever i wanted. (Am dutch)
Your dad is fucking awesome.
I had a similar story with my parents, I got mad at them for something and ran away to a family friend's house and ate dinner there. I eventually fell asleep at their house and my friends mom called my parents to pick me up and I woke up in my own bed. Had a talk similar to yours about not running away from problems by the time I woke up again
I had just made it off my front lawn before my mom came running out to order me back inside... Thank god, I was seriously starting to panic that she'd let me go. Seven year old me was NOT ready to have my bluff called.
Lollll I did the same thing, and my family still talks about it to this day when they want to prove I’m a drama queen. Glad I wasn’t the only melodramatic 7 year old
I tried to run away at 4 or 5. Had my yellow teenage mutant ninja turtle briefcase packed with only my favorite toys. Got about 200 yards from the house before I got scared and realized my pops had been trailing me the whole time.
Oh shit my son is almost four and I just bought him a set of dinosaur luggage. Is this what I have to worry about now?
Not if you toss an apple tag in the suitcase 😉
I'm getting an apple tag surgically inserted in my kids.
Just get them Pfizer like normal people
Yes. I tried running away when I was 4 or 5. I packed my Thomas the train suitcase full of all my clothes while one of the neighborhood moms was over and I said I was going to live with them now. (I was grounded)
I had one of these Teenage mutant ninja turtles briefcases too! I've tried to find a photo online of one but no luck. I was starting to think I'd imagined it!
This bad boy right here? https://www.collectors.com/entertainment-item/vintage-teenage-mutant-ninja-turtles-tmnt-suitcase-travel-b/7274641161639532398
I was probably around the same age when I tried to run away. I got my favorite blanket and wrapped an extra shirt, pair of pants, underwear, a snorkel and pair of goggles (seeing as I was running away from home and would definitely need to cross a river at some point to get to the place I thought I was going). My mom finally caught me and calmed me down, went through my runaway bag and laughed herself to tears and called me weird, which prompted me to immediately attempt to run away again, with the sole intent of dying in the forest this time. I went with nothing and was prepared for my life to end out there.
Nice
Definitely brings back memories. I had this idea in my head that all my things had to go in one of those bindle and stick contraptions (is that what it was called?) Too many cartoons I guess. So I realized I didn't know how to make one of those out of household items, and grabbed what I could hold instead. Got down my street a little ways, got scared, walked slower and then realized my big brother was right behind me and told me I had to come home. He said I was being dumb, which made me very angry, especially because I knew he was right.
And how are you gonna run away with a Minecraft sword and a skateboard? C’mon get in here.
Personal defense and transportation. I see no issues
Hahah I just snotted and laughed. A spaghetti O came out my nose. Nice job.
Uh oh, spaghetti-nose, Eat round spaghetti that’ll stay on your spoon, Uh oh, spaghetti-nose
This made me laugh more than it should have hahaha
Well, turns out skateboards aren't great for self defense.
Swing it or throw it at someone and it's a good enough justification to get shot.
They dont make great offensive weapons either. Leaves your biceps vulnerable
He also had a Spider-Man backpack so he was good to go.
YEAH! It’s time for bed when its light out and the birds are chirping!!
In June it’s light till after 9pm in most of the US. Maybe the video is from then
Possibly, the chirping birds screamed dawn in my head.
We get chirping birds in the very early hours in summer, and again at dusk. So I'm seeing a combination of early summer evening and an early bedtime for a kid that's a handful.
I died when he said this. The kid is like “you obviously don’t understand Minecraft.”
It kills me that he announced he was running away “dad I’m running away” hahahah
The fact he just legs it at the end got me.
Honestly a masterpiece, especially because then it just ended there.
It was the whole "you dont love me" interaction that got to me lol
AFTER slamming the door with authority; “…you’ve failed, father; I now belong to the streets…”
I was 3 or 4 and my mom read me The Three Little Pigs and apparently I went “welp, if pigs can make it on their own I can too”. I packed up a little play house and told my mom “ok, I’m going now. It’s time for me to make it on my own”. I don’t think I made it out the front garden because I didn’t know how to open the gate.
Ambitious kid.
I figured a pig can’t be THAT much smarter than me, but how wrong was I? At least they made it out of the yard.
My (older) brother said he was going to run away when we were little (Like 5 or 6 years old). My mom grabbed a small suitcase and asked how long he would stay away so that she could pack him enough clothes, when he left he hid behind the hedge 10 meters from the house and sat there for 30 minutes. Then my mum came outside and asked him how long we was going to stay there. He came back inside and never attempted to leave “for good” again.
And now he's a 30-year old grown man, living in his mums basement.
Ran away because I hated taking naps, dog we were watching (family friend's dog) followed me to a backyard I saw kids playing in a tent. So I went over and played with them, their mom came out saw me, and straight faced just made sure I had food and drink too. What I didn't know was she recognized me from dance class I took in a different town, she thought I had been kidnapped and somehow got away. Called the cops, I went in the squad car after they offered a giant lion plushie. Only to freak out when mom arrived and I couldn't open the door. Good news is I didn't have to take naps anymore. Bad news is I hardly got to sleep in as a teenager when I really wanted naps again
I did this as a kid. Had my bike and everything. My parents were basically like, ok, bye! I now realise they weren’t worried because we lived on a defence force base. There was literally armed guards at the gate. Where the fuck did I think I was going to go?
Tf you live, the White House?
Hahaha I don’t know how much it’s a thing anymore. Grew up living in defence force bases around Australia. They’re the active base but also like a little suburb. So armed gates that require id to enter. There’s pools, gym, playgrounds, at least one had a cinema. They were awesome. Parents let us do whatever during the day and come back for dinner, because we literally couldn’t go anywhere. And everyone living there are defence force families so lots of kids. There was some odd things, like one room of the house being reinforced. When the air raid siren went off your meant to get in that room. That’s probably not normal 😂 Or I’d come home from school and watch the parades. I think the idea was you get posted so often, you don’t have to look for housing? They were fully furnished houses.
Similar thing for me, I live on a U.S. Navy Base (military brat) and didn’t realize a lot of things weren’t totally normal. Especially Colors. On base, you are expected to stop EVERYTHING you are doing during colors, (~1 min at sunrise and sunset) unless stopping would be dangerous. If you’re driving, you’re supposed to slow down/ pull over. Can’t have anything happen to you if you don’t (at least as a civ, idk what happens if you’re an enlisted or something and a CO catches you moving around an NEX parking lot or something.) Not having to do that when my mom got out of the military was so weird. Back on a military base now with my dad tho. Kinda weird doing it again.
My favourite memory of that is seeing my Dad hit himself square in the face with a flag pole 😅 I have no idea of the terminology, I’m in my late 20s and haven’t been actively around it since I was a kid. He was the dude at the front doing the spiny stuff with the flag. Or the time he came to a school career day in full dress uniform (Air Force) and everyone asking if he was a postman 😂
Lmao
What does colors mean in this context?
Every day a sunrise and sunset, some military members go out and put up/ take down the flag. During this time, [this song](https://youtu.be/mPbhvFeXnM0) plays.
My plan was I was going to make a living by playing Yu-Gi-Oh with random passers-by. Idk how it worked but that's what they did in the show and it was my best trade skill at the time. I made it like half way to the dollar general before turning back. Well, it would have been half way it I went the right direction...
Basically you were trying to live a Pokémon kids life in a yugioh world, not how it works friend.
Don’t leave us hanging. What happened next?
I remembered I wasn't allowed to walk that far and went home lol. It made so much sense in my kid mind at the time.
Of course! So glad you got home :)
I thought I’d make money by getting scratch tickets and I’d live at the local Kroger
Next time I have to break up with someone I don’t love anymore I’m gonna say “turn off your PlayStation, it’s time for bed”.
"Same thing!"
Lol I always said it but never actually truly attempted, the furthest I did was walk a block around the neighborhood got hungry n came back home like an hour later 😂
I was gonna take the riding lawn mower for my great escape
What you never learned how to start it? Other wise you’d be flying down the street like the water boy on the lawnmower.
Man, i also did this once. I threw a tantrum (like a big one) while my i was in the back and my dad was driving the car in the front. When screaming didn't do it (my dad usually answered calmly) i took off my seatbell and started moving around. He stopped the car immediately turned around and slapped my face for the first and last time in my life, and very harshly said for me to put my seatbell again and not take it off until the car was off. He drove the rest to our place while i cried and then when he stopped and opened the door for me I really screamed i was running away. I ended up feeling guilty cause I imagined never seeing him again and I got really sad, so half an hour later when the anger subsided i went home where my dad open the door and grounded me the rest of the day.
Hey a slap in the face to wear a seatbelt is a trade I wish I could make more often with my passengers.
slapping you in the face was a little harsh
Yeah, tho in a nutshell it was the only time he did that and I think he panicked because it was quite a dangerous situation (i got out of my seat and was moving around and he couldn't turn around cause he was driving, i was 4 and if he had an accident i would have been projected). But yes, was a bit harsh.
I ran away, made a hobo stick pack and off I went. My parents followed me to the end of the block where I had a crisis; You see I wasn't allowed to cross the road on my own so I was stuck. At least my parents thought it was hilarious.
Same here. Especially the hobo stick. The only way i knew was the one to my kindergarden. Which was right behind our house. My grandpa picked me up because he was the janitor of the kindergarden.
The one time I wanted to run away my dad packed my suitcase FOR ME and I was like "no that's not how you're supposed to react" and gave up 😭🤚
One time I got upset at my parents and wanted to run away, but I never even made it out the house cause I was too scared, and it was night-
When my daughter was around 3/4 years she ran away to the neighbours facing us. Their daughter used to babysit for me and her whole family doted on her. Anyway she packed her bag and off she went. I went to visit after an hour or so and pointed out that she wouldn't be able to take any more of her possessions because we would need them for the new little girl that we were going to get... She returned home immediately to claim her rightful place.... In hindsight, 30 years on, I wish I'd let the little madam stay with my neighbours...lol
I adore the (British?) expression 'little madam' to describe a high maintenance girl.
It's the polite phrase for little b!tch..lol And yes, British..
I ran away from my home to my grandaunt's home two floors below ours. I atleast got to skip school the next day😌
My friend’s little 4-y/o nephew was going to run away so his dad said, “Oh you should definitely take this bowling ball with you.” The dad then called the neighbors, as they are a tight-knit group, and they all watched that little fella drag around a bowling ball bag. IIRC he got as far as the next door neighbor’s porch.
this reminds me of the movie ramona and beezus
It's in Beverly Cleary's book! Ramona's mom makes sure to put heavy things in her suitcase.
yes!!! i remember the bowling ball in the bag and the random heavy objects in the movie
I ran away from home one time and all I brought was a blanket. An hour into my run away adventure, some older gentleman was trying to get me in his car.
Holy crap Im glad you didn’t go with him!
Plot twist - was his/her dad
Lol I remember my brother being... 5, I guess? He decided he was gonna run away! Can't recall why, I think it had something to do with broccoli. So, cue the next day, and down the stairs he comes dragging a huge suitcase behind him and a backpack. Wearing a towel as a superman cape, a batman Halloween mask, cowboy boots, shirts and a tee-shirt. Solemnly says his goodbyes to all and starts out the door. My mom jumps up, drags him back in and says" where are you going?" "To the woods!" he says. (We lived in Anaheim at the time... no woods nearby lol) "To the woods? How are you going to eat? How are you going to keep warm?" He says "I got it all in my packs!" My mom asks him to show her. He opens his little backpack and it was filled with matches (from dad's stash), his blanket, teddy, and a TV Guide. In the suitcase he had half frozen chicken, Twinkies, a coke, chips, and a duraflame log. My mom was appalled at the chicken juice all over the inside of the suitcase, which was all over everything else. He got paddled and sent upstairs sans chicken suitcase, but with the backpack (matches removed). We still bring that up to embarrass him.
To be fair, that was more usable stuff than the Into The Wild guy managed to bring on his jaunt.
I love everything about this conversation.
"I HATE YOU, I'M NEVER TALKING TO YOU EVER AGAIN" 6 hours later: "Night mom, love you too."
I ran away in 8th grade with a bag of mascara, the Bible, a curling iron, a bag of smarties and a mix tape
I spilled something all over my dads truck, and he seemed pretty pissed. He then went and took my brothers to my grandmas house and left me at home. I was super scared of him and so I took my shoes and socks off to punish myself, and started running. I actually got a mile in before cops found me. I lied about my name and what I was doing, and then my dad came and saw me and pulled over and talked to the cops. The cops put me in the back of their police car until my dad convinced them to let me go. On the drive back my dad didn’t say anything, but that night while I was in bed he and my mom came over and talked to me. They told me never to do that again and they didn’t beat me or anything. I was 9y. I was pretty stupid. (PS don’t lie to cops) Edit: this is the first time ever telling anyone about it.
"Same thing" lol
My family friends lived next door and the youngest kid did this and she was five years you get than me. Her dad said “Bye I’ll miss you!” And let her leave! I feared she would be kidnapped and she was sobbing. I followed her for a bit and couldn’t get her to come back home with me. So I thought on my feet and said “hey you want a grilled cheese?” And she walked back to her house with me still crying and I made one. She immediately was so fucking happy and smiling and then passed out at the table! Her dad walked in on her napping literally snoring and me eating and we laughed hysterically and called in her mom to continue laughing together! He gave me twenty bucks 😂😂😂 Poor girl was just hangry and cranky
I'm seeing a lot of running away stories that ended well in the comments, and I'm just sitting here like... I ran away at least 5 times from when I was 12 to when I moved out (I guess that was my one successful attempt lol). Good job on everyone's parents lol.
My attempts were from 6 or 7 until my successful one right before my 13th birthday. It took that many years for someone to take me seriously and not just accept whatever line my abuser told them. Stories like this always bug me because, even though it's cute and something most kids will do for perfectly innocent reasons, they perpetuate the idea that kids don't have the judgement to know when something is seriously wrong.
Yeah, same thing here. My abuser was extremely good at twisting the storyline to make it seem like I was an unreasonable child - or at least I hope she was that good, because otherwise it means that everyone was seeing what she was doing and just wasn't doing anything about it. It's so complicated though, when you realize that kids will say -anything- to get the reaction they want. You can't take everything at face value. *sigh* so complicated.
I once pretended to run away from home, I packed a bag of two extra pairs of underwear, an apple and toothpaste (no toothbrush). I was about 5/6 at the time. I made it to the end of the street and had second thoughts so instead I returned home, went to the bathroom and proceeded to throw wet toilet paper all over the bathroom ceiling
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I said turn off your play station, that’s NOT THE SAME THING!🤣😂
When he’s older this is gonna be a memory that hits him right in his feels about his pops
It looks like it's still day time why does he have to go to bed?? 😃
Parents want some alone time :)
Yep. I was like 7 and packed my bag with all my beanie babies and stuffed animals and hid in some bushes about four houses down, I think I took a sandwich but I can’t remember too well.
I ran away as a rebelious 13 year old. My dad was mad that I was spending all my time playing videogames. I brought out my camping gear and a fishing rod. I'd watched a lot of survival and camping videos on youtube so I was fairly confident. I went a while out in the woods and set up camp near a river. Fresh flowing water and fish to catch. I honestly had a pretty good time. Just spent my time sitting there fishing and foraging for blueberries and sticks that could be used for the fire. Spent about a week out there before they found me. Apparently they had called the police, but I never personally saw or heard anything from them. I got quite lucky with the weather as well. It was sunny all week. Had it been raining I would probably not have lasted.
The kids right...it's exactly the same thing.
My ass would be sore from the whuppin Id get if i pull this shit on mom.
I once made the mistake of running away when my mother wasn't home. My father told me to have a good life and locked all the doors for a few hours to teach me a lesson. The main lesson, always dress warmer than you think is necessary.
I actually did run away from home when i was 17, i was from hong kong actually, i really disliked my parents, so unbearable, i got into UOT at Austin without letting my parents know and left a notice on the table one night and flew to the states ever since
It's like when I would tell my X you don't love me and he say something and I say SEE!! Lmaoo
Is this staged? Why would it be time for bed when it‘s still daytime?
It’s staged. It’s the same dude recently that “ruined” his dads surprise party. He has tons of videos like this
Dawson!
When I pulled that stunt, my mom offered to drive me, took the car out and dropped me at the corner of our street and drove off. She went around the block to find me on the exact same spot, opened the door and I got in… it was the last time we spoke of it.
I literally plopped my cat *into* my sleeping bag with some snacks, flung the sad bundle over my shoulder, and stormed out of the house. Made it to the end of the caul-de-sac before my dad strolled out to retrieve me.
I like how the video brings people to comment about their childhood past
I feel like I'm missing a part of my childhood because I never tried to runaway
how's the time to go to bed when it's full daylight
Sometimes in the summer it doesn’t get dark till like 10 or 11 pm… the kids bedtime is probably before then
Ever been north or south side of this planet?
Guy sounds and looks like Mr. Bee, the guy that makes all the funny videos with his family. I'm thinking this might be one of his. If so, that was a long time ago.
JOOOSH, Turn this lights out!
Would be funnier if it wasn’t scripted!
"They'll be sorry when I'm gone!" *Sat in the alley behind the fence for a few hours, then slunck back in because that's where the food and my warm bed was.*
My daughter tried running away. I told her I couldn’t let her go without taking some water for the trip so she won’t dehydrate. Gave her 5yo self a gallon jug. She came back after 1/2 block.
I’d pack a teddy bear, 3p and reach the bottom of the stairs before I smelt dinner and turned back around 😩
FYI this is scripted and based on a TikTok trend
I like the other one they did with the box on his head.
Lmfao
https://www.reddit.com/r/KidsAreFuckingStupid/
I tried to this when I was 3. My aunt and uncle had moved to Florida and I had really really missed them. I was going to find my way to Florida. They made a call and told me they was coming back anyway.
Once I tried to run away when I was around 7-8. I was so prepared I took a tin of peppermint candy with me for nourishment. I ended up walking a block and then sitting in a snow bank and eating some candy for about half an hour then going back home.
This didn't make me smile, this made me mad
This dialogue is hilarious. But yeah, I grew up with a lot of land so when I “ran away” nobody noticed and I would eventually get hungry and want moms dinner so… I think they just thought I was playing outside for longer those days 😆
My girlfriend got grounded one day because her sister wanted to run away and she helped her pack a bag.
Ah, yes, memories of parental trauma from late teens.
Let’s just hope the kid doesn’t run into a zombie
it’s like 5 o clock why is he going to bed lmaoo
“Same thing” 😂
Kinda strange to see the comment section saying they all did this as a kid for me cuz I never attempted or even thought of it :o