What is your saddest memory that you have that took place before your teenage years?
Mine isn’t traumatic at all because I grew up extremely privileged living in the imperial core of suburban Amerikkka. But basically here is the memory, I was playing in my backyard until I saw a chipmunk caught in a mousetrap on the back porch, he was still alive but his waist was crushed and he was painting as he stained at me with his beady black eyes. Growing up I always liked chipmunks, “Grinnies” as we called them in western Pennsylvania, I liked them because I thought they were cute, and they are, so it was really sad to see one in distress. I ran to tell my dad, my dad always hated chipmunks because he was from Florida and there are no chipmunks in Florida (Except for the panhandle) so when he moved up north he hated them and saw them as being no different than mice. He didn’t celebrate the new I told him thankfully because he was a really good father. But when I said that he should release him he said no because it wouldn’t be able to walk and it would probably just lay there on the ground until a raccoon or a hawk eats it. So then he gave it to my grandpa (who lives right next door which is cool) to put it down. I was so sad, I didn’t cry because I was a tween not a toddler but still I was really upset about it.
Rip chipmunk 🫡
1 post omitted.>>726639That’s sad, I thought about replying with that gif of brain griffin getting hit by a car but that seems a bit mean
>>726642I can laugh at dogs dying now that I'm a cynical adult, but when I was a kid it hit me that the world punishes weakness, I started listening to post punk and wearing black after that incident
I remember going to this house with an aunt, uncle and cousin where this teenage girl with cancer lived. My aunt was close to the family. She was quite ill she had lost her hair and was wearing a face mask and this was in the mid 1990s so this was before covid. I think she died a year or two later. I think it's only sad in hindsight because I had spent much of that afternoon having a fun time including playing with some of her brothers who I didn't know before I also didn't know her but my aunt had talked about her.
>>726643Man that’s tough, I never had a dog because everyone in my family except for me was allergic but my wake up call to the cruelty of the world was when my mom told me that Santa was not real in 5th grade.