Liberty Belle
<font color=green>I was going to reply, but I see
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Two things spring to mind...
When I was in first grade, they were doing eye exams in our classroom. Some of my friends, who'd just got theirs done, came back to tell me that the eye doctor touched their eye with his finger. I was terrified and did not want him doing that to me. I hung out in the back of the room and waited. Finally, my teacher asked for anyone who hadn't had theirs done to raise their hand. I kept mine down. I felt guilty about that for years!
When I was around 17 two friends and I drove around at night, stole For Sale signs from people's yards and put them in other people's yards. We thought it was hilarious.
I'm actually thinking of a couple more things, but my mother reads this board, so I'll stop now.
When I was in first grade, they were doing eye exams in our classroom. Some of my friends, who'd just got theirs done, came back to tell me that the eye doctor touched their eye with his finger. I was terrified and did not want him doing that to me. I hung out in the back of the room and waited. Finally, my teacher asked for anyone who hadn't had theirs done to raise their hand. I kept mine down. I felt guilty about that for years!
When I was around 17 two friends and I drove around at night, stole For Sale signs from people's yards and put them in other people's yards. We thought it was hilarious.

I'm actually thinking of a couple more things, but my mother reads this board, so I'll stop now.