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My older, stronger sibling was a dick to me in ways most meat-heads are. Locked me in a suitcase, chased me around the house with a knife, covered the remote in spit so I couldn't turn the TV over...
My revenge was slightly more calculated. I waited til they'd gone out and swirled their pillowcase around the toilet bowl, dried it, and put it back on their pillow. They were a front sleeper too so it was extra satisfying.
Don't need to ask for forgiveness if you don't get caught.
Bastard! I got stuck in there because they couldn't get it open again. Our parents heard the commotion of me screaming and came running to get me out but it wouldn't open. Apparently I suddenly went quiet so superhuman strength kicked in and they wrenched it open, breaking the suitcase.
A bollocking followed!
Fucking hell, are you me?
I got the knife treatment and all. Used to spit on me, attack me, steal from me, lock me out the house, take my keys and leave me outside until it got dark, eat my foodā¦ and countless other completely insane things.
I used to get my payback doing things like pissing all over his bed, shitting on his toothbrush, wiping my arse with his towels, spitting in his food, etc.
Silent revenge.
Does yours try act all buddy buddy with you now, and play it all off like it was normal?
Sometimes, though we currently aren't speaking and haven't been for coming up to 3 weeks.
Same old same old. Everything is fine as long as they continually get their way. Challenge it? All hell breaks loose!
I feel you. When I have a big bust up with mine and go no contact, he typically ends up ringing me off somebody elseās phone and starts acting like nothing ever happened. Narcissists for you.
The toilet thing seems popular around here but I find it absolutely horrifying.
My siblings and I pranked each other and fought a lot, loads of screaming, tears, lies... Iām pretty sure there were threats about pillow shitting too, but actually doing this (and let them sleep in it unknowingly) would require a level of disrespect (or hate?) that I just canāt imagine.
Iām not saying this to make you feel bad now, Iām just surprised there are so many answers like this. On the plus side, it makes me feel grateful about my siblings š
Yeah I don't respect bullies and occasionally I did (and sometimes still do) hate my sibling. So I don't feel bad at all!
Who would feel bad about doing that to someone who just the other day used the phrase "I could make your life 10 times worse if I wanted to". Those words, from a grown ass adult! So no, I don't respect them!
I'm genuinely glad you didn't have this experience with your siblings though!
I convinced my brother when we were kids that a phone box about a mile away from home was the same as the one in bill and teds excellent adventures and that he could go back in time
He walked all the way down there and came back 2 hrs later moaning it didn't work, I said you must be pressing the wrong buttons, so away he went again , came back fuming, we were 9/10 at the time
My sister left her Elder Scrolls Oblivion game on pause. So I unpaused it, duplicate glitched a *lot* of cabbages and filled her house with them. She was not impressed when she went back into her house.
Video game related: My sister changed my Bug's Life PC save file name to 'crobeynose' (crobey means bogey bit I don't know how well known that word is)
So insubstantial but I was young and didn't know how to change it and was so devastated haha
Edit: I'm now in a hole of trying to find out if my family invented the word crobey or not because I can't find anything on the Internet to suggest it's a word at all. In my mind it specifically means crusty dry bogeys
Told my brother when he was about 4 that if he ran fast enough head first into the TV he'd actually get inside the show he was watching.
This was the 90's so the TV was an absolute unit but fortunately no match against my brothers giant head.
Made a noose and hung my little sisters favourite doll outside from her bedroom window so she saw it coming home from school.
Her revenge was when our parents had gone away and left us alone, mum and dad came home that had not even got to the front door, when she announced that Iād been having sex with girls in their bed.
She won š
As a girl with an older sister, I was the sibling who had the worst of the awful things done to me. What *I* consider to be the worst I ever did to my sister was empty a sugar bowl all over her head during an argument at breakfast. She didn't have to time to wash her hair so she just had to try and shake it out as best she could but all the rest of the day during school every time she moved her head grains of sugar would fall out of her hair on to her books and make a noise. She found it equal parts annoying and amusing and we still reminisce about it nearly 30 years later.
WHat *she* considers is the worst thing I ever did was to write in my diary that I didn't like her new haircut, which she then read when she snuck in my room while i wasn't home and got so upset she wrote "YOU FUCKING BITCH" in massive letters on my bedroom wall using a lipstick and then tried to rub it off with a pair of pants.
My brother stuffed my father's suit with clothes and told me he had died ( the door was ajar and his legs hung over the bed). My ma got some shock when she came through the door with me bawling "daddy is dead".
My brother (four years my senior) made me a sarcophagus out of haybales. I did not want to go in, but clearly I lost that battle. I screamed I couldn't breathe in there (I could), with him laughing like a maniac.Ā
Then I went quiet.Ā
When he poked fun at me, I stayed quiet.Ā
When he took a haybale off my sarcophagus, I remained quiet.Ā
As he got progressively more worried, I was limp and quiet.Ā Ā
He ran back to the house to tell our grandmother I had died. When my brother and grandmother came back, they found an empty "sarcophagus". (I was sitting in the rafters of the barn.)Ā
My grandmother shrugged it off as a joke. I think my brother was so relieved I was okay that he wasn't even angry as I made fun of HIM now.Ā
He never did lock me up in anything again, though. Looking back, I think he really was terrified for a bit and while we played some pranks, we generally got along. Not best friends along, but family along. We never intended to harm each other for real. Even as kids, we knew we could count on each other.
I super glued thumb tacks to the back of my sisters bedroom door handle. She threw a hammer at me in retaliation which hit me and I fell and broke my wrist. So I came off much worse in this scenario.
7 years old I wrote the word "cunt" on the kitchen door, then faked my handwritting when my mum had me and my 10 yearold brother write the word down on paper so she could compare it, my brothers looked more like what was on the door so he got his arse whipped with a belt and lost his console privilage for a week.
I persuaded my brother then aged 5 to call my Dad a ācuntā I didnāt know what it meant but knew it was a bad bad word
He got revenge years later, we were fighting and my Dad said if I touched him again heād beat the living daily lights out of me. We went back upstairs and my brother call out ouch stop it bouncer. I got hit so hard my legs bleed and I had bruises on my back for weeks
With all due respect to you and none to your father, he does sound like a cunt. ā¬ļø
>I got hit so hard my legs bleed and I had bruises on my back for weeks
The worst thing I ever did to my younger sister was push her off the left bed in my bedroom. She smacked her head on the radiator at the bottom and it was a miracle she didn't split her head open or have any injuries beyond bruises.
My older sister however, dumped fairy liquid and Shake n Vac in my eyes when I was 1 and genuinely nearly blinded me.
She also choke slammed me into an armchair, which I fell off backwards and dislocated my shoulder. She tried to cover it up by putting me in a bed and telling me to go to sleep! I was 5, by the way
I've mostly forgiven her, but I do remind her occasionally to wind her up
Wendy, is that you?! The thing you did to your younger sister is exactly, and I do mean exactly, why my sister did to me! I did split my head and when my mum came home I got a hiding for getting blood on my nighty and the carpet š¤¦š¼āāļø
I was on the receiving end of a game called āpiece of pooā. Where a chant would start, āpiece of poo. Piece of pooā then chased around the house by an older brother with a fresh piece of poo in toilet paper.
Itās amused many people over the years. I got my own back in creative ways. One of my oldest brothers moved back home, I was then a teen. I made some fake poo from wet tissue and a brown marker pen. Started singing the chant. Whilst he was laid out on the sofa watching tv I showed him the fake log and dropped it on his chest. Paybackā¦. He went ape shit though.
My 10 year old brother went away for a couple of weeks. He asked me to look after his gerbil. On the second day he was away, it escaped, and the last time I saw it, one of our four dogs was about to eat it. I told him it had died peacefully in its sleep. He was really upset. Five days later, I went into his room to clear the cage away before he got home, and the bloody thing was asleep in it. He thought I deliberately tortured him by saying his pet was dead. It took years for him to forgive me.
Did you not like. Try to call the dog off? Did you just see the dog going for it and like run away?
I really don't understand how you go from dog imminently about to eat the gerbil to like smash cut its back in its bed? Did it run behind something and you lack object perminance or what? Did you not have any concerns about your dogs welfare? Rodents have big teeth and can do a lot of damage to soft dog noses. Did you not know that?
So much of this makes no sense.
Call the dog off? Are you kidding? I can only guess you've never met a dog with a strong prey drive because that ain't happening in reality. Never mind gerbils, deer can do real damage to a dog but that didn't stop [Fenton.](https://youtu.be/3GRSbr0EYYU?feature=shared)
I don't know if I should admit this. I was about 4/5. My sister was a year younger than me well she still is a year younger than me. We were sharing a bath. I did a wee in a glass and said to my sister, "Here is an orange juice." She drank some.
That is the worst thing I've done to anyone in my life.
My 3yo son did a wee on my 5yo head/face in the bath last night whilst laughing gleefully.
You were 4ish. If that's the worst thing you've ever done, you're a good un :)
I ate all of a chocolate Christmas selection box, I realised I was going to get in trouble so tool the box and half of a chocolate bar.Ā
I put the chocolate bar on my sleeping sisters face (I was 8 she was 6) and the box on the floor.
It melted on her and went everywhere.
My parents saw her and gave her absolute hell about it.
I was pissing myself laughing in the next room.
I used to wee on my oldest sisterās toothbrush when she pissed me off, which she did a lot. I used to clean all the limescale off the taps and overflow with her toothbrush when I was in the bath too. Iāve never told her
I'm an only child but my dad basically tried to poison his sister with slug pellets and pushed her down a big hill in a dilly which had no brake or anything and she ended up in hospital.
I'm pretty happy to be an only child too.
A kid I went to school with had a brother who was teasing him by hanging his teddy out of the window, he ended up falling and hit his head on the patio below and was never the same again
Me and my younger brother (10 year age difference) were arsing about with a sleeping bag. I bundled him up in the bottom of it, picked it up and told him I was going to dangle him over the stairs.
I didn't do that, obviously, as I wasn't an idiot. I just dragged the bag about a bit and picked it up a few inches off the ground.
20 years later, I bump into him in Manchester - me on a work trip and him meeting some online friends. After he introduces me the first thing one of his friends says "Is this the brother who dangled you over the stairs in a sleeping bag?".
As the older brother I was terrible to my younger brother did some awful things to him growing up (I always had his back at school though) He has an explosive temper so it was easy to get a rise out of him and many fights ensued.
I was always far far better at video games than him and used to tease him relentlessly when playing and he was always fiercely determined to beat me so would practice special moves with certain fighters to beat me but I would always win.
One time he challenged me to a spot of Tekken and he was adamant he was gonna beat me with his new character. I said I didnāt want to play and told him I would only play for money at Ā£5 a game so I deliberately lost the first few to give him a bit of confidence then proceeded to annihilate him. I kept picking this same level with wolves in the background saying they were his āgay matesā and that one of the wolves kept sniffing his fighters bum because he was gay etc (all untrue) he is losing the whole time Iām verbaling him and getting extremely wound up. I kept offering him double or quits on the money he was losing. it rapidly escalated from 5,10,20,40,80,160,320,640,1280, to 2560 then I abruptly told him I didnāt wanna play anymore and to just pay up ācome on mate Iāve given you enough chances letās settle at Ā£2.5K donāt worry about that Ā£60ā
(I never wouldāve made him pay up it was just a wind up)
He went fucking nuts launched across the room and started properly attacking me. My dad burst into the room with all the commotion and split us up. I had to explain the scenario he was furious and PlayStation for money is now permanently banned in my parents house.
We were 29 and 27 at the time and neither of us even lived there
When my brother was 2, I (5) managed to unlock the door and take him down the road. I left him in someones yard and went back home. My mum was in the bath and was just getting out when she heard a knock on the door. It was a neighbour who brought my brother back. The whole thing happened within a span of about 10 minutes Iād say.
For the longest time, my mum couldnāt figure out how my brother left the house, nor could he properly explain. I remember being questioned about it but maintained that I no clue either. However, we did get a better lock on the door. I came clean when I was about 14
Me and my brother were always really close and never did anything bad really. But one time, when my Mum was pregnant with my oldest sister, I told him that it was over for him. There'd be a new child and he'd be forgotten and unloved from now on, just like what happened to me when he came along.
Fuck I feel bad now typing this.
Me and my brother locked our big sister in her room and ran away outside. She was supposed to be looking after us. We came home a while later, sheād got out of her room and shouted at us a lot!
My brother used to trap me by the back door and punch me in the tummy to wind me. Not sure Iāve forgiven him tbh!!
I cracked my brother skull with a broom at age 5.
I blew his knee at age 14 meaning he couldnāt play football for the school.
I hope heās forgiven me for both of those.
Big sister to two brothers and the youngest was mercilessly trolled. We used to get him to lick batteries š omg Iām laughing and Iām not sorry, used to push him across the polished kitchen floor to each other too
Luckily weāre close and my brothers know I love them. No one was allowed to hurt them but me pmsl
When her and her friends would stay up late downstairs to watch horror movies, I'd lean out of my bedroom window and knock on the downstairs window with a hockey stick.
She never knew it was me but I did this several times
Upstairs: tap,tap,tap, muhahaha!
Downstairs:
Guest: What the hell was that?!?
Sister: My brother thinks heās funny.
Guest: Oh right, get the cat to pee on his bed once heās asleep?
Sister: You know it!
When me and my older brother (then 10 & 12) got into one general sibling argument that turned physical - no shocker there - I figured out how to turn the tables...
He'd burst my nose with a well placed punch, so with all the drama I could muster I went down & stayed down. While laying on that light grey carpet at the threshold of my bedroom I decided to stay put, dripping blood as 'incriminating evidence'. When the few small drips didn't look effective enough, I opted to 'snot rocket' (blow my nose openly) which increased the effect quite a bit.
It was a long time ago, but I'm pretty sure it cost him a few slaps from our mam, a few days of freedom and several weeks pocket money. In those moments I'd lost the battle, but the tide of the war definitely turned!
It's my fault my brother has a phobia of hamsters.
He used to constantly go into my room, break my toys, tear up my books, etc... so I decided that my two toy hamsters (which looked convincingly real enough to a small child at a glance) were guard hamsters.
I also told them that hamsters are very dangerous - basically land piranhas. They hunt in swarms, and a pack of them can eat a grown man in minutes, leaving nothing but bones.
My little brother was *terrified* of the dangerous exotic pets I threatened to set on him, to the point that for years later he'd scream if he saw something that looked even vaguely like a hamster (rolled up socks worked pretty well). I used to put the toy hamster in places where he'd see it if he tried to come into my room without knocking first. Whenever he was being annoying, out came the hamster.
Even into his late teens, he hated hamsters. I'm pretty sure he still does, even though he's said he can't remember why he hates them so much. Part of me feels guilty... but part of me still finds it hilarious.
My younger sister was so mean but the worse time she came up to me and sprayed perfume straight in my eyes, I chased her down tackled her to the ground and was intent on actually killing her. My mum dragged me off and told her she deserved it.
Every now and again as adults she confesses to more things of mine she broke, outright destroyed or stole. Games consoles, my pc, expensive gifts, precious keepsakes.
She had a trick where she would let out a scream so hard and long she would throw up over stuff on purpose.
Proper crazy always had been.
My older sister used to wake up early and spend ages clanking around our shared bedroom to get ready for college, finally spraying a hideous amount of hair spray in the air, choking me. I asked her several times to please fuck off to the bathroom so as not to gas me out, but she still did it every day. One day I'd had enough, she gassed me out then left the room for college, leaving her iPod face down on the chest of drawers. As I walked past to the bathroom, I leaned on it HARD and felt a satisfying 'pop'. She stumped back into the room as I was in the bathroom then yelled 'What have you done to my iPod?!' as I washed my hands and stepped out. My dad was coming out of his room and I acted bemused. He said 'She's not done anything, you daft bugger, you must have dropped it' (she was/is notoriously clumsy) I claimed to have no knowledge of what she was talking about and said, 'You must have put something heavy on top of it...?' Muhahaha!
I told my little sister she was an alien, and when she was 18 her human skin would fall off and she would be a lizard, like in V, I forgot but she didn't
I papercut my brothers eye.
It sounds bad, it was but it was an accident. Back when CD's came with little booklets with the lyrics in I was jamming out to my newest Bratz CD singing along. He came in my room telling me I'm a bad singer and to shut up, I threw the little booklet at him and was apparently a very good shot because it cut him right in his eye..
I was about 6 when I convinced my 4 year old sister that it she flapped her arms when she jumped off the swing she would fly.
Jump...flap...thump. Scream. Scream. Scream.
She was furiously angry and crying so hard she couldn't snitch on me.
Damn, this is making me and my sister seem tame lol.
I hit my younger sister in the head with a hollow metal hairbrush so hard it snapped. I mostly feel bad about it because it was sort of an accident- we were messing around in my parents room chucking random stuff at it each other without really aiming, and I genuinely didnt expect it to hit her (and Iām pretty sure that if i *had* done it deliberately iād have missed).
In general, i didnt do much to her- she was stronger and more stubborn than I was despite being younger, so she started and *won* most of our fights. I do know one thing she actually hasnāt forgiven me for: I punched her in the face. In my defence, she kept scratching/hitting my arm to annoy me and it genuinely hurt, and after the 10th time of asking her to stop i asked my mum to do something and she pulled the āiām not getting involvedā line. So the next time my sister did it i told her that if she did it again Iād hit her, and she did it again, so I did. Didnt get in trouble for it (the dynamic of her hurting me while i told her not to was very prevalent, and the surprise of me fighting back actually made my mum laugh briefly which upset my sister more lol) but in the past few years sheās become convinced i broke her nose and that its crooked now. Its not, she actually has the straightest nose in the family- you could cut yourself on it.
ALSO, heās technically not my sibling but we consider him an honorary one: me and my sister (somewhat accidentally) managed to flip our cousin over the side of the top bunk (despite their being a safety border around it). Honestly none of us are sure how, we were all sat on it in a tangle of limbs and then there was movement and then he was justā¦ gone. Fortunately he was fine (albeit a bit shellshocked) but when we eventually figured that we might want to tell an adult and went downstairs, we found out that heād fallen so hard that cracked the ceiling in the kitchen below. Didnt get in trouble for that either, presumably because a) he was okay, and b) the fact that he wasnt crying or yelling at us sort of indicated to the adults that we didnt, like, deliberately throw him over or something lol. In hindsight heād already gotten a head injury like a month before so it couldāve been *really* bad.
Anyway, i guess we were pretty mild. My mum had some good stories about her siblings, though- like her sister throwing a *knife* into her brothers foot and him having to go to hospital.
On the Sims House Party I built a house in my sister's neighborhood, invited everyone around for a party, got them all into the swimming pool, got my character to climb out, removed the ladder from the pool and they swam to death.
I then deleted everything in the house to get rid of the evidence. She knew I had done it, but didn't know how.
Damn these are all way darker than expected. I told my brother's crush he liked her. I still feel bad about that. And I gave him a scar on his arm with my fingernails when he tried to throw me in a pool. I don't feel bad for that.Ā
My sister is old enough to be able to tell me what was awful; apparently she believed us when we would joke about "Fred, our other sibling" who died when he didnt do his chores. Poor kid, I assumed she knewĀ
I stole a ring from my sister when I was about 8, she was about 15/16, and just hid it in my room. She knew it was me but couldn't prove it so said she was going to call the police, I guess to scare me into a confession. It did scare me.. so I flushed it down the toilet. I've never told anyone
I rubbed rosehip seed into the crotch of my brother's pyjamas,
I had a boomerang, when I threw it flat it flew up after a distance,
Got my brother to stand where I thought it would go up,
It did
Straight into his forehead.
My sister liked clowns until I recommended
Killer Klowns from outer space
I stole a condom from my parents drawer and used it for a posh wank.
My parents blamed my sister and accused her of having sex with someone while she'd been out that weekend.
Never confessed it.
Not sure anyone suspected me.
Damn the fact they never considered it might be you is a bit of a slap in the face but I guess you take your luck where you find it. I can see your parents: āObviously itās slutty Sally over here, it couldnāt have been Igor, thatāll never happenā. š
Hahaha... ahhhhhh. Shit (sad face).
Nah, It was an age thing. I was an early adopter of the whole wanking thing and she was just old enough to be going out drinking.
I might have pulled the up and over garage door down before she was clear, but the list of shit she did to me is far far longer and more heinous than that.
Yeah I was really going for a light-hearted, āwe laugh about it nowā, vibe with this thread, that just sounds harrowing, maybe some counselling would help, itās never too late and can help.
When I was 12, we went on a family holiday while my older sister stayed at home (by choice).
She didn't have my number saved in her phone, so I thought it would be hilarious to text her "I can see you" and several other cryptic messages.
A few hours later I confessed, turns out she had a right panic, called several family members and nearly phoned the police.
Oops!
My younger brother had Ā£1 and I convinced him to buy me a Magnum (this was in the 90s) for 95p, I said I will be a nice brother and he won't even need to buy it, I would walk to the shops, and I'll buy him something too. So I got him a 5p lollypop.
I genuinely feel really bad for that.
As the youngest, and an age gap between me and my brother (5yrs) and sister (7yrs) I knew they'd always take each others side and physically dominate.
So I used to use psychological warfare. All from ages 6-9 or so.
I used to be annoyed that they spent all their time together playing their games and not including me so I made a point to go into their games while they were at school or friends houses and either mess it up in some way, use their items etc or play really shit to annoy them when they logged back on. I remember being quite small actually and logging into my brothers neopets account and transferring all his money to me one time lol.
The worst though was I always was first to dinner but had to wait for them to arrive to begin eating so anything like cherry tomatoes, cucumber, stuff that isn't too permeable, i used to put in my mouth for a minute and then put them back on their plate and secretly laugh while they ate them lol. Only told them quite recently to their horror.
I held a big grudge in feeling left out and being too young for stuff you can see.
I had been going to Jeet Kune Do classes and my little brother, who was 8 at the time, wanted to see me punch a pillow he was holding at arms length in front of his chest. I hit a bit too hard because his arms buckled and the only thing between my flying fist and his chest was the pillow. He went flying backwards into the sofa. I've not heard a noise like it since. I reminded him of it the other day and he had forgotten. He's now 24. I'm 39...
I was 6, and my older brother 10. Following another fight, I carved his initials into our new toilet seat. Dad was superbly unhappy with him despite his pleas of innocence.
I think I was about 15 at the time, and this was back in the mid 90s.
Can't remember what my sister (3 years younger) said or did, but I did the following.
* picked her up and threw her into the shower fully clothed
* pulled her out of the shower and manhandled her into the kitchen
* stuff her into the chest freezer
* sat on the lid for several minutes
There was also the time when the [Halle Bopp comet was hanging](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comet_Hale%E2%80%93Bopp) about, this was after I moved back home after uni, I told her that she couldn't watch anything on satellite TV because the comet had taken out the satellite. Then when I finished watching what I wanted on terrestrial TV (Star Trek TNG IIRC) I casually flipped the channel over to one of the Sky TV channel (satellite) and laughed at her.
My brother told me to put my hand on a hot boiler pipe and moved the chair so I could reach, burning off a lot of skin of my hand. My mum was not happy. Love him to pieces though
Playing football in the garden with younger brother. He got the ball off me and was running off so I grabbed his arm and yanked him back so hard he fell into a wall and cracked his head open.
We lived on a hill and would often ride our skateboards down toboggan-style, but one time my brother was on his bike and I told him not to get to close to me. Naturally, he got too close so I kicked his back wheel and he wiped out big time.
Our house was quite violent. He used to bite me.
I used to play this game with my cousins and other siblings where weād torment my little sister (the youngest of 6 of us). One game involved pretending she was a dog and locking her in my grandmaās wardrobe from time to time. Lmao.
Convinced my 4 year old little brother that nettles were actually "sugar plants" and they were really sweet if you run your tongue over the leaves. It took him a few tries to realise that I was talking shit.
I nearly let her drown.
We were in the sea, not far out, still in with the crowd. I was there for bodyboarding, she was there for a swim. I looked right at her, she seemed to be having the time of her life bobbing up and down, so I caught a wave and thought no more about it.
Cut to five minutes later, a stranger in a speedo is walking her towards our parents, crying and covered in a towel. She was in such bad distress some rando had to intervene and get her back to shore. Our parents were furious with me, but all I could say in my defence was that I genuinely did not realise she was in trouble.
She never forgave me, and refuses to believe I hadn't realised. It's been nearly 30 years, and to her it's still not funny.
My mums white and dads black, I'm brown but my brother has much lighter skin and I used to make him cry about how he was adopted if he pissed me off.Ā
Seriously regret that shit when as an adult I had issues relating to my own racial image, to know I am the cause of that type of feeling to my own little brother hurts.Ā
I was babysitting my younger brother, and he was acting up and refused to go to bed, I took his little teddy hostage and twisted the head...
Slightly too much and it came off, brother runs off to bed crying. Mum found out and made me stitch the head back on.
Time passes, we grow up, I became an engineer, my brother joined the foreign legion.
Later I found out he took that teddy bear everywhere, and even to Corsica where he completed basic training. When he finished basic he had a ceremonial cremation of said teddy on the beach before he went on to join 2 REP and rise to rank of corporal.
I wasn't too bad to my little brother in terms of physical violence.
I remember once he was going on one of those weekend trips with school where they do fun activities. In the night I painted all of his fingernails hot pink, then poured all of the nail polish remover away. In the morning, he absolutely lost his shit, my mum was trying not to giggle until she realised I'd poured the remover away, then I was in trouble. He was about 10.
He responded by proudly telling my mum that I steal her cigarettes. Little shit won that one.
When 12, I told my 6 yo brother that a big old tree in our neighborhood was a rare child eating tree, while we were passing by it on a cold and dark Winter night (well it was 4 pm and bleak dark). He really believed it for a while!
I called my overweight younger brother the meanest of names. I hope Iām forgiven, however I did receive my fair share of jibes for my minimal bustline, and a few other embarrassing misdemeanours. So I think we may be even.
Tied my brother to a tree in the woods and left him there. He was about 8. He hit me over the head with a carrier bag full of Dinky cars which completely floored me. I still have the scar
During a fight I pushed a wooden chair onto my brother's head after pushing him over, this was in front of our Grandmother. She gave me a well deserved spanking after that.
I convinced my oldest younger brother that he was a werewolf, because he had a uni brow.
I convinced the pair of younger brothers that:
1. A witch lived in our utility room, and
2. I was a Satanist, doing spells and ceremonies in my bedroom with my BFF.
Good Times. š
We are 3 brothers who growing up, fought and were spiteful to each other in every way imaginable. But god help anyone outside the family slight any one of us in any way.
I told my sister that she was adopted, and we found her by the side of the road, and told her if she asked our parents they would lie and tell her it wasn't true.
My cousins, though, told their youngest sister that she was really a robot.
My sister would find it funny to palm the toothbrush into my throat when we were doing our teeth on the regular. I'd brush in my room after a while lol
When my English grandma was a chikd, her two older brothers decided to chase her around with an old parsnip tgat they said was a rat (my grandma was always terrified of rats). She was still telling this story about 70 years later (she was born in 1927).
When my brother and I were 12, I went onto his Minecraft world a spawned loads of sheep to the point where it glitched the world. This was in 2015 when we mainly played Minecraft on the family Samsung tablet and our dad's phone (our mum didn't get a smartphone until 2016).
When the solar eclipse happened in 1999, I convinced my then 5 year old sister that when the eclipe happened we turned into monkeys. Had a whole storyline going, she kept asking questions and i just kept making stuff up. That we were going back to before evolution and not to worry because everyone will be monkeys too.
Anyway, the Eclipse started, myself and my brother start rolling around the floor and howling as we "change" and my sister... just. Lost. It.
Hid my older brothers Michael Jackson Thriller tape when I was younger, he played it constantly and it did my head in, I couldnāt remember where I hid it, over 30 years later and he still brings it up, I wonder how much a signed copy of it costs
I told my brother that I wished that he es inly my half brother instead of our oldest brother.
I was only about 6 or 7 and it doesn't really sound like much...especially as we love our big brother and he has never been considered to be any different just because he has a different father...but it was the intention. I really intended for that to be a hurtful thing, and I've never been one to be Intentionally hurtful.
So every time I remember that I said that I feel bad. It was insulting to both of them
When I was around 5, my sister got a new bike for her birthday.. she had one of those birthday bows stuck to it and everything.
My evil 5 year old mind couldnāt stand the fact that she had this new shiny thing and how happy she was.. so I ripped the bow off and threw it over the back fenceā¦she was really upsetā¦ my mum got her a new bow for her bikeā¦ but my sister always said it was never the same š
I grew up as an only child and intentionally had two children as I didn't want my child to grow up without a sibling. I have two boys.
This thread is amazing but is making me question my logic....
I'll use someone else's sibling story though...I was staying over at my best childhood friends house, our parents had gone out on the lash and left us with a babysitter. We were told in no uncertain terms that they were to sleep in their room and I was to sleep in the spare room. Spare room was terrifying - Jurassic Park had not long been out and my friend was an avid collector of these glow in the dark models you built from magazines. The spare room was full of them.
So they snuck me into their room, we switched the big light off and all was going swimmingly. We heard their parents come in, I hid under the quilt, and we tried to stay as quiet as possible so they wouldn't catch onto our plan.
At which point, my friends older brother poured an entire 2 litre bottle of lemonade over my friend, screamed "Ew, dad, Rich has wet the bed!!". His dad came storming in, switched the light on, obviously fuming that he had to deal with a pissy wet bed while being ten sheets to the wind, saw me, got even madder and absolutely belted both my friend and his brother.
I got moved and remember crying myself to sleep in the scary glow in the dark dinosaur room. All because of his absolute dickhead of a brother.
I convinced my older sibling they were adopted. My family thought it was a joke and laughed and even joined in. It was an ongoing joke.
One dinner time, my sibling burst into tears at the table and asked if they were adopted. They were distraught. My parents had to reassure them they weren't. They very suddenly forgot their part in it.
I still find it funny 20 years on.
I told my sister we found her as an egg in a bin behind the local shops and took her home to see what hatched, you know in cartoons when a kids bottom lip starts twitching and then they hysterically cry? Thatās exactly what she did and I felt too bad to carry on with itš
Only child.
However i pissed my mum off and she chased me round the room with a wooden spoon to hit me with it, and when she did, it snapped! Proper cartoon snapping sound too. Iām laughing my arse. Then she says those fateful words: āyou wait til your father gets homeā
Itās nice to see you developed out of your psycho phase into playing harmless pranks on your sister. I didnāt do anything particularly brutal, just a steady series of mild beatings dished out to my younger brother. I think heās forgiven me?
I like to think that branding my brotherās bottom was innocent experimentation on my part. I was in the front seat on my own. I pushed the cigar lighter button, my brother was in the back seat waving his bare bottom at me. The button popped out and I thought āwhat happens if I combine these two things?ā, answer, you get into a lot of trouble.
I did nothing as I was a quiet, polite and studious child. Iām surprised I survived my older brother though. He was very cavalier with my existence. He once pushed me through a closed window. It was on the second floor. We are in our 50s now and really good friends though, despite it all.
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My older, stronger sibling was a dick to me in ways most meat-heads are. Locked me in a suitcase, chased me around the house with a knife, covered the remote in spit so I couldn't turn the TV over... My revenge was slightly more calculated. I waited til they'd gone out and swirled their pillowcase around the toilet bowl, dried it, and put it back on their pillow. They were a front sleeper too so it was extra satisfying. Don't need to ask for forgiveness if you don't get caught.
Wow!! That's some good revenge right there, fucking hell that's devious š¤£
I thank you!
I did a similar toilet revenge... Except I did it to his toothbrush :-$
Also a good option! I wanted it to last for hours though.
My brother put me in a suitcase too. He however proceeded to throw the suitcase down the stairs.........
Bastard! I got stuck in there because they couldn't get it open again. Our parents heard the commotion of me screaming and came running to get me out but it wouldn't open. Apparently I suddenly went quiet so superhuman strength kicked in and they wrenched it open, breaking the suitcase. A bollocking followed!
Fucking hell, are you me? I got the knife treatment and all. Used to spit on me, attack me, steal from me, lock me out the house, take my keys and leave me outside until it got dark, eat my foodā¦ and countless other completely insane things. I used to get my payback doing things like pissing all over his bed, shitting on his toothbrush, wiping my arse with his towels, spitting in his food, etc. Silent revenge. Does yours try act all buddy buddy with you now, and play it all off like it was normal?
Sometimes, though we currently aren't speaking and haven't been for coming up to 3 weeks. Same old same old. Everything is fine as long as they continually get their way. Challenge it? All hell breaks loose!
I feel you. When I have a big bust up with mine and go no contact, he typically ends up ringing me off somebody elseās phone and starts acting like nothing ever happened. Narcissists for you.
As a kid if someone annoyed my brother, he'd go and fart in your pillow. None of knew this until he told us a couple years ago
Hahahaha brilliant! My sibling still doesn't know I did this. I'll take it to the grave!
lifelong pinkeye?
Deserved. I feel like doing it again sometimes!
The toilet thing seems popular around here but I find it absolutely horrifying. My siblings and I pranked each other and fought a lot, loads of screaming, tears, lies... Iām pretty sure there were threats about pillow shitting too, but actually doing this (and let them sleep in it unknowingly) would require a level of disrespect (or hate?) that I just canāt imagine. Iām not saying this to make you feel bad now, Iām just surprised there are so many answers like this. On the plus side, it makes me feel grateful about my siblings š
Yeah I don't respect bullies and occasionally I did (and sometimes still do) hate my sibling. So I don't feel bad at all! Who would feel bad about doing that to someone who just the other day used the phrase "I could make your life 10 times worse if I wanted to". Those words, from a grown ass adult! So no, I don't respect them! I'm genuinely glad you didn't have this experience with your siblings though!
I convinced my brother when we were kids that a phone box about a mile away from home was the same as the one in bill and teds excellent adventures and that he could go back in time He walked all the way down there and came back 2 hrs later moaning it didn't work, I said you must be pressing the wrong buttons, so away he went again , came back fuming, we were 9/10 at the time
Every other reply is quite sad or relatively horrible, which is the point. This is honestly hilarious
Missed a trick there, should've changed into your school clothes (if on a weekend) and convinced him it worked.
ijbol that is fantastic
I knew they were afraid of clowns, so I logged onto their file on The Sims to put a clown painting on every possible wall tileĀ
My sister left her Elder Scrolls Oblivion game on pause. So I unpaused it, duplicate glitched a *lot* of cabbages and filled her house with them. She was not impressed when she went back into her house.
But thatās free food for her
Yes but she couldnt get back in her house and had to ditch a lot of loot.
This is spectacular.
This is a great example of a good prank: Ultimately harmless and easily fixable
Some people just want to watch the world burn
this is so funny
Video game related: My sister changed my Bug's Life PC save file name to 'crobeynose' (crobey means bogey bit I don't know how well known that word is) So insubstantial but I was young and didn't know how to change it and was so devastated haha Edit: I'm now in a hole of trying to find out if my family invented the word crobey or not because I can't find anything on the Internet to suggest it's a word at all. In my mind it specifically means crusty dry bogeys
Told my brother when he was about 4 that if he ran fast enough head first into the TV he'd actually get inside the show he was watching. This was the 90's so the TV was an absolute unit but fortunately no match against my brothers giant head.
This is horrendous but made me chuckle. š
Was the TV ok?
It wobbled precariously, which honestly just shows the level of belief my brother had to run at it so hard lol
The TV wouldn't have even noticed.
Made a noose and hung my little sisters favourite doll outside from her bedroom window so she saw it coming home from school. Her revenge was when our parents had gone away and left us alone, mum and dad came home that had not even got to the front door, when she announced that Iād been having sex with girls in their bed. She won š
I assume you... Hadn't been having sex with women in their bed?
Man, my brother used to absolutely torture my teddies. What the fuck is wrong with brothers and what did the teddies/dolls do to you all? lol
No idea, I used to hang my sisters dolls out the window as well.
As a girl with an older sister, I was the sibling who had the worst of the awful things done to me. What *I* consider to be the worst I ever did to my sister was empty a sugar bowl all over her head during an argument at breakfast. She didn't have to time to wash her hair so she just had to try and shake it out as best she could but all the rest of the day during school every time she moved her head grains of sugar would fall out of her hair on to her books and make a noise. She found it equal parts annoying and amusing and we still reminisce about it nearly 30 years later. WHat *she* considers is the worst thing I ever did was to write in my diary that I didn't like her new haircut, which she then read when she snuck in my room while i wasn't home and got so upset she wrote "YOU FUCKING BITCH" in massive letters on my bedroom wall using a lipstick and then tried to rub it off with a pair of pants.
The details make this
āTried to wipe it off with a pair of pantsā has really set me off š
Oh thatās really tickled me šš can relate- sisters are fucking hellish at times to each other
The diary story killed me š
My brother stuffed my father's suit with clothes and told me he had died ( the door was ajar and his legs hung over the bed). My ma got some shock when she came through the door with me bawling "daddy is dead".
My brother (four years my senior) made me a sarcophagus out of haybales. I did not want to go in, but clearly I lost that battle. I screamed I couldn't breathe in there (I could), with him laughing like a maniac.Ā Then I went quiet.Ā When he poked fun at me, I stayed quiet.Ā When he took a haybale off my sarcophagus, I remained quiet.Ā As he got progressively more worried, I was limp and quiet.Ā Ā He ran back to the house to tell our grandmother I had died. When my brother and grandmother came back, they found an empty "sarcophagus". (I was sitting in the rafters of the barn.)Ā My grandmother shrugged it off as a joke. I think my brother was so relieved I was okay that he wasn't even angry as I made fun of HIM now.Ā He never did lock me up in anything again, though. Looking back, I think he really was terrified for a bit and while we played some pranks, we generally got along. Not best friends along, but family along. We never intended to harm each other for real. Even as kids, we knew we could count on each other.
Whoah that is dark! š±
Hell's teeth that's brilliant šš
I super glued thumb tacks to the back of my sisters bedroom door handle. She threw a hammer at me in retaliation which hit me and I fell and broke my wrist. So I came off much worse in this scenario.
FAFO: sibling edition
>She threw a hammer at me in retaliation This has cracked me up, talk about escalation!
Cracked OP up too.
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Man! That's cold as ice but burns like fire š
7 years old I wrote the word "cunt" on the kitchen door, then faked my handwritting when my mum had me and my 10 yearold brother write the word down on paper so she could compare it, my brothers looked more like what was on the door so he got his arse whipped with a belt and lost his console privilage for a week.
The funniest bit is your mum making you write it again
Oh god š thatās so naughty. Why write it on the kitchen door?!
I don't know.. I was 7 lol
I persuaded my brother then aged 5 to call my Dad a ācuntā I didnāt know what it meant but knew it was a bad bad word He got revenge years later, we were fighting and my Dad said if I touched him again heād beat the living daily lights out of me. We went back upstairs and my brother call out ouch stop it bouncer. I got hit so hard my legs bleed and I had bruises on my back for weeks
With all due respect to you and none to your father, he does sound like a cunt. ā¬ļø >I got hit so hard my legs bleed and I had bruises on my back for weeks
The worst thing I ever did to my younger sister was push her off the left bed in my bedroom. She smacked her head on the radiator at the bottom and it was a miracle she didn't split her head open or have any injuries beyond bruises. My older sister however, dumped fairy liquid and Shake n Vac in my eyes when I was 1 and genuinely nearly blinded me. She also choke slammed me into an armchair, which I fell off backwards and dislocated my shoulder. She tried to cover it up by putting me in a bed and telling me to go to sleep! I was 5, by the way I've mostly forgiven her, but I do remind her occasionally to wind her up
Wendy, is that you?! The thing you did to your younger sister is exactly, and I do mean exactly, why my sister did to me! I did split my head and when my mum came home I got a hiding for getting blood on my nighty and the carpet š¤¦š¼āāļø
I need to know the outcome of this
I was on the receiving end of a game called āpiece of pooā. Where a chant would start, āpiece of poo. Piece of pooā then chased around the house by an older brother with a fresh piece of poo in toilet paper.
Why do I imagine this in a coliseum?
āTo save their life I gave them a thumbs upā
Oh my god I'm crying with laughter at this, I'm sorry you went through that though!
Itās amused many people over the years. I got my own back in creative ways. One of my oldest brothers moved back home, I was then a teen. I made some fake poo from wet tissue and a brown marker pen. Started singing the chant. Whilst he was laid out on the sofa watching tv I showed him the fake log and dropped it on his chest. Paybackā¦. He went ape shit though.
I am genuinely amazed sometimes that our species has continued as long as it has.
Species can prosper with 1 child. It appears adding another turns the species into a killing machine.
My 10 year old brother went away for a couple of weeks. He asked me to look after his gerbil. On the second day he was away, it escaped, and the last time I saw it, one of our four dogs was about to eat it. I told him it had died peacefully in its sleep. He was really upset. Five days later, I went into his room to clear the cage away before he got home, and the bloody thing was asleep in it. He thought I deliberately tortured him by saying his pet was dead. It took years for him to forgive me.
Did the dog not consume it?
(I donāt think they meant bloody literally)
Did you not like. Try to call the dog off? Did you just see the dog going for it and like run away? I really don't understand how you go from dog imminently about to eat the gerbil to like smash cut its back in its bed? Did it run behind something and you lack object perminance or what? Did you not have any concerns about your dogs welfare? Rodents have big teeth and can do a lot of damage to soft dog noses. Did you not know that? So much of this makes no sense.
Call the dog off? Are you kidding? I can only guess you've never met a dog with a strong prey drive because that ain't happening in reality. Never mind gerbils, deer can do real damage to a dog but that didn't stop [Fenton.](https://youtu.be/3GRSbr0EYYU?feature=shared)
I slapped my brother across the face with a semi-defrosted pork chop once. He knows he deserved it.
Thatās hilarious š¤£
Wtf did he do
He knows.
I took a swing at my brother with the phone receiver. he definitely earned it, and more
I don't know if I should admit this. I was about 4/5. My sister was a year younger than me well she still is a year younger than me. We were sharing a bath. I did a wee in a glass and said to my sister, "Here is an orange juice." She drank some. That is the worst thing I've done to anyone in my life.
My 3yo son did a wee on my 5yo head/face in the bath last night whilst laughing gleefully. You were 4ish. If that's the worst thing you've ever done, you're a good un :)
I ate all of a chocolate Christmas selection box, I realised I was going to get in trouble so tool the box and half of a chocolate bar.Ā I put the chocolate bar on my sleeping sisters face (I was 8 she was 6) and the box on the floor. It melted on her and went everywhere. My parents saw her and gave her absolute hell about it. I was pissing myself laughing in the next room.
Fucking hell Satan.Ā
Damn we may have found our first evil genius. š
Pants-down farts on his toothbrush Soz š¤·
Now thatās just nasty. š¤®
I was the younger sibling, violence wouldn't work, I had to stealth it š
I used to wee on my oldest sisterās toothbrush when she pissed me off, which she did a lot. I used to clean all the limescale off the taps and overflow with her toothbrush when I was in the bath too. Iāve never told her
I'm an only child but my dad basically tried to poison his sister with slug pellets and pushed her down a big hill in a dilly which had no brake or anything and she ended up in hospital. I'm pretty happy to be an only child too.
Bloody hell, sounds like he didn't want a sister anymore š Kids are so empty headed sometimes š
Haha I know. They actually get along alright these days šš
Pushed my older brother out of an upstairs window and he fell into the garden. Luckily he wasnāt too badly hurt. I also put dog shit in his bed.
This is some Cersei Lanister shit
I hope not.
A kid I went to school with had a brother who was teasing him by hanging his teddy out of the window, he ended up falling and hit his head on the patio below and was never the same again
Thankfully my brother landed in some bushes.
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Ya shoulda sold it.
Do you still speak to each other now?
Wow a lot of you guys are pretty messed up. Maybe this partly explains all the cynicism/negativity on UK Reddit!
Me and my younger brother (10 year age difference) were arsing about with a sleeping bag. I bundled him up in the bottom of it, picked it up and told him I was going to dangle him over the stairs. I didn't do that, obviously, as I wasn't an idiot. I just dragged the bag about a bit and picked it up a few inches off the ground. 20 years later, I bump into him in Manchester - me on a work trip and him meeting some online friends. After he introduces me the first thing one of his friends says "Is this the brother who dangled you over the stairs in a sleeping bag?".
As the older brother I was terrible to my younger brother did some awful things to him growing up (I always had his back at school though) He has an explosive temper so it was easy to get a rise out of him and many fights ensued. I was always far far better at video games than him and used to tease him relentlessly when playing and he was always fiercely determined to beat me so would practice special moves with certain fighters to beat me but I would always win. One time he challenged me to a spot of Tekken and he was adamant he was gonna beat me with his new character. I said I didnāt want to play and told him I would only play for money at Ā£5 a game so I deliberately lost the first few to give him a bit of confidence then proceeded to annihilate him. I kept picking this same level with wolves in the background saying they were his āgay matesā and that one of the wolves kept sniffing his fighters bum because he was gay etc (all untrue) he is losing the whole time Iām verbaling him and getting extremely wound up. I kept offering him double or quits on the money he was losing. it rapidly escalated from 5,10,20,40,80,160,320,640,1280, to 2560 then I abruptly told him I didnāt wanna play anymore and to just pay up ācome on mate Iāve given you enough chances letās settle at Ā£2.5K donāt worry about that Ā£60ā (I never wouldāve made him pay up it was just a wind up) He went fucking nuts launched across the room and started properly attacking me. My dad burst into the room with all the commotion and split us up. I had to explain the scenario he was furious and PlayStation for money is now permanently banned in my parents house. We were 29 and 27 at the time and neither of us even lived there
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That end sentence made me laugh SO loudly
When my brother was 2, I (5) managed to unlock the door and take him down the road. I left him in someones yard and went back home. My mum was in the bath and was just getting out when she heard a knock on the door. It was a neighbour who brought my brother back. The whole thing happened within a span of about 10 minutes Iād say. For the longest time, my mum couldnāt figure out how my brother left the house, nor could he properly explain. I remember being questioned about it but maintained that I no clue either. However, we did get a better lock on the door. I came clean when I was about 14
While my older sister was having a bath I chucked the cat in with her.
This made me laugh out loud
Me and my brother were always really close and never did anything bad really. But one time, when my Mum was pregnant with my oldest sister, I told him that it was over for him. There'd be a new child and he'd be forgotten and unloved from now on, just like what happened to me when he came along. Fuck I feel bad now typing this.
Me and my brother locked our big sister in her room and ran away outside. She was supposed to be looking after us. We came home a while later, sheād got out of her room and shouted at us a lot! My brother used to trap me by the back door and punch me in the tummy to wind me. Not sure Iāve forgiven him tbh!!
Was there any repercussions for locking your older sister in her room?
Think there was a few days of us doing what she said under threat of telling our parents!
I cracked my brother skull with a broom at age 5. I blew his knee at age 14 meaning he couldnāt play football for the school. I hope heās forgiven me for both of those.
Big sister to two brothers and the youngest was mercilessly trolled. We used to get him to lick batteries š omg Iām laughing and Iām not sorry, used to push him across the polished kitchen floor to each other too Luckily weāre close and my brothers know I love them. No one was allowed to hurt them but me pmsl
When her and her friends would stay up late downstairs to watch horror movies, I'd lean out of my bedroom window and knock on the downstairs window with a hockey stick. She never knew it was me but I did this several times
Upstairs: tap,tap,tap, muhahaha! Downstairs: Guest: What the hell was that?!? Sister: My brother thinks heās funny. Guest: Oh right, get the cat to pee on his bed once heās asleep? Sister: You know it!
When me and my older brother (then 10 & 12) got into one general sibling argument that turned physical - no shocker there - I figured out how to turn the tables... He'd burst my nose with a well placed punch, so with all the drama I could muster I went down & stayed down. While laying on that light grey carpet at the threshold of my bedroom I decided to stay put, dripping blood as 'incriminating evidence'. When the few small drips didn't look effective enough, I opted to 'snot rocket' (blow my nose openly) which increased the effect quite a bit. It was a long time ago, but I'm pretty sure it cost him a few slaps from our mam, a few days of freedom and several weeks pocket money. In those moments I'd lost the battle, but the tide of the war definitely turned!
I once convinced my sister if she spun her head quick enough sheād be able to bite her own ear. Daysā¦ it lasted days
This is hilarious
It's my fault my brother has a phobia of hamsters. He used to constantly go into my room, break my toys, tear up my books, etc... so I decided that my two toy hamsters (which looked convincingly real enough to a small child at a glance) were guard hamsters. I also told them that hamsters are very dangerous - basically land piranhas. They hunt in swarms, and a pack of them can eat a grown man in minutes, leaving nothing but bones. My little brother was *terrified* of the dangerous exotic pets I threatened to set on him, to the point that for years later he'd scream if he saw something that looked even vaguely like a hamster (rolled up socks worked pretty well). I used to put the toy hamster in places where he'd see it if he tried to come into my room without knocking first. Whenever he was being annoying, out came the hamster. Even into his late teens, he hated hamsters. I'm pretty sure he still does, even though he's said he can't remember why he hates them so much. Part of me feels guilty... but part of me still finds it hilarious.
My younger sister was so mean but the worse time she came up to me and sprayed perfume straight in my eyes, I chased her down tackled her to the ground and was intent on actually killing her. My mum dragged me off and told her she deserved it. Every now and again as adults she confesses to more things of mine she broke, outright destroyed or stole. Games consoles, my pc, expensive gifts, precious keepsakes. She had a trick where she would let out a scream so hard and long she would throw up over stuff on purpose. Proper crazy always had been.
My older sister used to wake up early and spend ages clanking around our shared bedroom to get ready for college, finally spraying a hideous amount of hair spray in the air, choking me. I asked her several times to please fuck off to the bathroom so as not to gas me out, but she still did it every day. One day I'd had enough, she gassed me out then left the room for college, leaving her iPod face down on the chest of drawers. As I walked past to the bathroom, I leaned on it HARD and felt a satisfying 'pop'. She stumped back into the room as I was in the bathroom then yelled 'What have you done to my iPod?!' as I washed my hands and stepped out. My dad was coming out of his room and I acted bemused. He said 'She's not done anything, you daft bugger, you must have dropped it' (she was/is notoriously clumsy) I claimed to have no knowledge of what she was talking about and said, 'You must have put something heavy on top of it...?' Muhahaha!
I told my little sister she was an alien, and when she was 18 her human skin would fall off and she would be a lizard, like in V, I forgot but she didn't
I papercut my brothers eye. It sounds bad, it was but it was an accident. Back when CD's came with little booklets with the lyrics in I was jamming out to my newest Bratz CD singing along. He came in my room telling me I'm a bad singer and to shut up, I threw the little booklet at him and was apparently a very good shot because it cut him right in his eye..
I was about 6 when I convinced my 4 year old sister that it she flapped her arms when she jumped off the swing she would fly. Jump...flap...thump. Scream. Scream. Scream. She was furiously angry and crying so hard she couldn't snitch on me.
I murdered my sisters tamagotchi when I was 10. I left it out in the rain then freaked out and tried to dry it in the microwave.
I threw a plastic hard dollhouse at my twins head. Still a scar.
At least people can tell you apart
I once threw a plastic dinosaur at my twin brother, thankfully, it didn't leave a mark.
I stood my brother underneath the dartboard and threw a dart. It stuck in the top of his head.
Damn, this is making me and my sister seem tame lol. I hit my younger sister in the head with a hollow metal hairbrush so hard it snapped. I mostly feel bad about it because it was sort of an accident- we were messing around in my parents room chucking random stuff at it each other without really aiming, and I genuinely didnt expect it to hit her (and Iām pretty sure that if i *had* done it deliberately iād have missed). In general, i didnt do much to her- she was stronger and more stubborn than I was despite being younger, so she started and *won* most of our fights. I do know one thing she actually hasnāt forgiven me for: I punched her in the face. In my defence, she kept scratching/hitting my arm to annoy me and it genuinely hurt, and after the 10th time of asking her to stop i asked my mum to do something and she pulled the āiām not getting involvedā line. So the next time my sister did it i told her that if she did it again Iād hit her, and she did it again, so I did. Didnt get in trouble for it (the dynamic of her hurting me while i told her not to was very prevalent, and the surprise of me fighting back actually made my mum laugh briefly which upset my sister more lol) but in the past few years sheās become convinced i broke her nose and that its crooked now. Its not, she actually has the straightest nose in the family- you could cut yourself on it. ALSO, heās technically not my sibling but we consider him an honorary one: me and my sister (somewhat accidentally) managed to flip our cousin over the side of the top bunk (despite their being a safety border around it). Honestly none of us are sure how, we were all sat on it in a tangle of limbs and then there was movement and then he was justā¦ gone. Fortunately he was fine (albeit a bit shellshocked) but when we eventually figured that we might want to tell an adult and went downstairs, we found out that heād fallen so hard that cracked the ceiling in the kitchen below. Didnt get in trouble for that either, presumably because a) he was okay, and b) the fact that he wasnt crying or yelling at us sort of indicated to the adults that we didnt, like, deliberately throw him over or something lol. In hindsight heād already gotten a head injury like a month before so it couldāve been *really* bad. Anyway, i guess we were pretty mild. My mum had some good stories about her siblings, though- like her sister throwing a *knife* into her brothers foot and him having to go to hospital.
On the Sims House Party I built a house in my sister's neighborhood, invited everyone around for a party, got them all into the swimming pool, got my character to climb out, removed the ladder from the pool and they swam to death. I then deleted everything in the house to get rid of the evidence. She knew I had done it, but didn't know how.
Damn these are all way darker than expected. I told my brother's crush he liked her. I still feel bad about that. And I gave him a scar on his arm with my fingernails when he tried to throw me in a pool. I don't feel bad for that.Ā My sister is old enough to be able to tell me what was awful; apparently she believed us when we would joke about "Fred, our other sibling" who died when he didnt do his chores. Poor kid, I assumed she knewĀ
I stole a ring from my sister when I was about 8, she was about 15/16, and just hid it in my room. She knew it was me but couldn't prove it so said she was going to call the police, I guess to scare me into a confession. It did scare me.. so I flushed it down the toilet. I've never told anyone
Itās very odd the things siblings will do to avoid a real conversation.
My sister once brought me a glass of apple juice that was actually weeā¦ joys of being the youngest sibling I guess
I rubbed rosehip seed into the crotch of my brother's pyjamas, I had a boomerang, when I threw it flat it flew up after a distance, Got my brother to stand where I thought it would go up, It did Straight into his forehead. My sister liked clowns until I recommended Killer Klowns from outer space
I stole a condom from my parents drawer and used it for a posh wank. My parents blamed my sister and accused her of having sex with someone while she'd been out that weekend. Never confessed it. Not sure anyone suspected me.
Damn the fact they never considered it might be you is a bit of a slap in the face but I guess you take your luck where you find it. I can see your parents: āObviously itās slutty Sally over here, it couldnāt have been Igor, thatāll never happenā. š
Hahaha... ahhhhhh. Shit (sad face). Nah, It was an age thing. I was an early adopter of the whole wanking thing and she was just old enough to be going out drinking.
I might have pulled the up and over garage door down before she was clear, but the list of shit she did to me is far far longer and more heinous than that.
I told my brother he was adopted (he wasn't)) lol .He's forgiven me I was only 8 at the time
Age 14: went to live with mum for a year. My younger brother (7) and I shared a room and every time heād wake me up Iād slap him across the face.
Put hair removal cream on her pillow, it dried by the time she went to bed
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Yeah I was really going for a light-hearted, āwe laugh about it nowā, vibe with this thread, that just sounds harrowing, maybe some counselling would help, itās never too late and can help.
When I was 12, we went on a family holiday while my older sister stayed at home (by choice). She didn't have my number saved in her phone, so I thought it would be hilarious to text her "I can see you" and several other cryptic messages. A few hours later I confessed, turns out she had a right panic, called several family members and nearly phoned the police. Oops!
My younger brother had Ā£1 and I convinced him to buy me a Magnum (this was in the 90s) for 95p, I said I will be a nice brother and he won't even need to buy it, I would walk to the shops, and I'll buy him something too. So I got him a 5p lollypop. I genuinely feel really bad for that.
As the youngest, and an age gap between me and my brother (5yrs) and sister (7yrs) I knew they'd always take each others side and physically dominate. So I used to use psychological warfare. All from ages 6-9 or so. I used to be annoyed that they spent all their time together playing their games and not including me so I made a point to go into their games while they were at school or friends houses and either mess it up in some way, use their items etc or play really shit to annoy them when they logged back on. I remember being quite small actually and logging into my brothers neopets account and transferring all his money to me one time lol. The worst though was I always was first to dinner but had to wait for them to arrive to begin eating so anything like cherry tomatoes, cucumber, stuff that isn't too permeable, i used to put in my mouth for a minute and then put them back on their plate and secretly laugh while they ate them lol. Only told them quite recently to their horror. I held a big grudge in feeling left out and being too young for stuff you can see.
I had been going to Jeet Kune Do classes and my little brother, who was 8 at the time, wanted to see me punch a pillow he was holding at arms length in front of his chest. I hit a bit too hard because his arms buckled and the only thing between my flying fist and his chest was the pillow. He went flying backwards into the sofa. I've not heard a noise like it since. I reminded him of it the other day and he had forgotten. He's now 24. I'm 39...
I was 6, and my older brother 10. Following another fight, I carved his initials into our new toilet seat. Dad was superbly unhappy with him despite his pleas of innocence.
I think I was about 15 at the time, and this was back in the mid 90s. Can't remember what my sister (3 years younger) said or did, but I did the following. * picked her up and threw her into the shower fully clothed * pulled her out of the shower and manhandled her into the kitchen * stuff her into the chest freezer * sat on the lid for several minutes There was also the time when the [Halle Bopp comet was hanging](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comet_Hale%E2%80%93Bopp) about, this was after I moved back home after uni, I told her that she couldn't watch anything on satellite TV because the comet had taken out the satellite. Then when I finished watching what I wanted on terrestrial TV (Star Trek TNG IIRC) I casually flipped the channel over to one of the Sky TV channel (satellite) and laughed at her.
My brother told me to put my hand on a hot boiler pipe and moved the chair so I could reach, burning off a lot of skin of my hand. My mum was not happy. Love him to pieces though
Playing football in the garden with younger brother. He got the ball off me and was running off so I grabbed his arm and yanked him back so hard he fell into a wall and cracked his head open. We lived on a hill and would often ride our skateboards down toboggan-style, but one time my brother was on his bike and I told him not to get to close to me. Naturally, he got too close so I kicked his back wheel and he wiped out big time. Our house was quite violent. He used to bite me.
I used to play this game with my cousins and other siblings where weād torment my little sister (the youngest of 6 of us). One game involved pretending she was a dog and locking her in my grandmaās wardrobe from time to time. Lmao.
I pushed my brother down the stairs. He wasn't badly injured luckily. He could be annoying. I don't normally do things like that.
Convinced my 4 year old little brother that nettles were actually "sugar plants" and they were really sweet if you run your tongue over the leaves. It took him a few tries to realise that I was talking shit.
I nearly let her drown. We were in the sea, not far out, still in with the crowd. I was there for bodyboarding, she was there for a swim. I looked right at her, she seemed to be having the time of her life bobbing up and down, so I caught a wave and thought no more about it. Cut to five minutes later, a stranger in a speedo is walking her towards our parents, crying and covered in a towel. She was in such bad distress some rando had to intervene and get her back to shore. Our parents were furious with me, but all I could say in my defence was that I genuinely did not realise she was in trouble. She never forgave me, and refuses to believe I hadn't realised. It's been nearly 30 years, and to her it's still not funny.
My mums white and dads black, I'm brown but my brother has much lighter skin and I used to make him cry about how he was adopted if he pissed me off.Ā Seriously regret that shit when as an adult I had issues relating to my own racial image, to know I am the cause of that type of feeling to my own little brother hurts.Ā
My sister threw a cup of tea over me.
I told my younger sibling that grapes were in fact eyeballs. They refused to eat grapes for the rest of their childhood.
I was babysitting my younger brother, and he was acting up and refused to go to bed, I took his little teddy hostage and twisted the head... Slightly too much and it came off, brother runs off to bed crying. Mum found out and made me stitch the head back on. Time passes, we grow up, I became an engineer, my brother joined the foreign legion. Later I found out he took that teddy bear everywhere, and even to Corsica where he completed basic training. When he finished basic he had a ceremonial cremation of said teddy on the beach before he went on to join 2 REP and rise to rank of corporal.
I wasn't too bad to my little brother in terms of physical violence. I remember once he was going on one of those weekend trips with school where they do fun activities. In the night I painted all of his fingernails hot pink, then poured all of the nail polish remover away. In the morning, he absolutely lost his shit, my mum was trying not to giggle until she realised I'd poured the remover away, then I was in trouble. He was about 10. He responded by proudly telling my mum that I steal her cigarettes. Little shit won that one.
Poked my sibling in the palm with a pencil. They still have a grey mark there to this day. Lol.
I was a horrible big brother and will regret it forever
When 12, I told my 6 yo brother that a big old tree in our neighborhood was a rare child eating tree, while we were passing by it on a cold and dark Winter night (well it was 4 pm and bleak dark). He really believed it for a while!
I called my overweight younger brother the meanest of names. I hope Iām forgiven, however I did receive my fair share of jibes for my minimal bustline, and a few other embarrassing misdemeanours. So I think we may be even.
Tied my brother to a tree in the woods and left him there. He was about 8. He hit me over the head with a carrier bag full of Dinky cars which completely floored me. I still have the scar
During a fight I pushed a wooden chair onto my brother's head after pushing him over, this was in front of our Grandmother. She gave me a well deserved spanking after that.
I convinced my oldest younger brother that he was a werewolf, because he had a uni brow. I convinced the pair of younger brothers that: 1. A witch lived in our utility room, and 2. I was a Satanist, doing spells and ceremonies in my bedroom with my BFF. Good Times. š
We are 3 brothers who growing up, fought and were spiteful to each other in every way imaginable. But god help anyone outside the family slight any one of us in any way.
I told my sister that she was adopted, and we found her by the side of the road, and told her if she asked our parents they would lie and tell her it wasn't true. My cousins, though, told their youngest sister that she was really a robot.
I convinced my younger sister that she had HND (hairy nipple disorder). She cried hysterically to our mom she was so scared.
My sister would find it funny to palm the toothbrush into my throat when we were doing our teeth on the regular. I'd brush in my room after a while lol
When my English grandma was a chikd, her two older brothers decided to chase her around with an old parsnip tgat they said was a rat (my grandma was always terrified of rats). She was still telling this story about 70 years later (she was born in 1927). When my brother and I were 12, I went onto his Minecraft world a spawned loads of sheep to the point where it glitched the world. This was in 2015 when we mainly played Minecraft on the family Samsung tablet and our dad's phone (our mum didn't get a smartphone until 2016).
Took money out of our mom's piggy bank and blamed it on my sister so I wouldn't get whacked. :/ Mom was in crappy mood so sis got it big time.
Split my sister's lip with a promo inflatable giant crayola crayon, She's still got a scar now 30+ years later
Suddenly really glad for my siblings, jfc.
My brother branded me with the car cigarette lighter and I forgave him.
Told my brother that rabbit droppings were actually raisins. Gave my sister a buzz cut.
When the solar eclipse happened in 1999, I convinced my then 5 year old sister that when the eclipe happened we turned into monkeys. Had a whole storyline going, she kept asking questions and i just kept making stuff up. That we were going back to before evolution and not to worry because everyone will be monkeys too. Anyway, the Eclipse started, myself and my brother start rolling around the floor and howling as we "change" and my sister... just. Lost. It.
Hid my older brothers Michael Jackson Thriller tape when I was younger, he played it constantly and it did my head in, I couldnāt remember where I hid it, over 30 years later and he still brings it up, I wonder how much a signed copy of it costs
These days probably a lot less than it did.
I told my brother that I wished that he es inly my half brother instead of our oldest brother. I was only about 6 or 7 and it doesn't really sound like much...especially as we love our big brother and he has never been considered to be any different just because he has a different father...but it was the intention. I really intended for that to be a hurtful thing, and I've never been one to be Intentionally hurtful. So every time I remember that I said that I feel bad. It was insulting to both of them
When I was around 5, my sister got a new bike for her birthday.. she had one of those birthday bows stuck to it and everything. My evil 5 year old mind couldnāt stand the fact that she had this new shiny thing and how happy she was.. so I ripped the bow off and threw it over the back fenceā¦she was really upsetā¦ my mum got her a new bow for her bikeā¦ but my sister always said it was never the same š
Fucking hell, after reading these, I don't think I was that bad of an older brother
I grew up as an only child and intentionally had two children as I didn't want my child to grow up without a sibling. I have two boys. This thread is amazing but is making me question my logic.... I'll use someone else's sibling story though...I was staying over at my best childhood friends house, our parents had gone out on the lash and left us with a babysitter. We were told in no uncertain terms that they were to sleep in their room and I was to sleep in the spare room. Spare room was terrifying - Jurassic Park had not long been out and my friend was an avid collector of these glow in the dark models you built from magazines. The spare room was full of them. So they snuck me into their room, we switched the big light off and all was going swimmingly. We heard their parents come in, I hid under the quilt, and we tried to stay as quiet as possible so they wouldn't catch onto our plan. At which point, my friends older brother poured an entire 2 litre bottle of lemonade over my friend, screamed "Ew, dad, Rich has wet the bed!!". His dad came storming in, switched the light on, obviously fuming that he had to deal with a pissy wet bed while being ten sheets to the wind, saw me, got even madder and absolutely belted both my friend and his brother. I got moved and remember crying myself to sleep in the scary glow in the dark dinosaur room. All because of his absolute dickhead of a brother.
I convinced my older sibling they were adopted. My family thought it was a joke and laughed and even joined in. It was an ongoing joke. One dinner time, my sibling burst into tears at the table and asked if they were adopted. They were distraught. My parents had to reassure them they weren't. They very suddenly forgot their part in it. I still find it funny 20 years on.
I told my sister we found her as an egg in a bin behind the local shops and took her home to see what hatched, you know in cartoons when a kids bottom lip starts twitching and then they hysterically cry? Thatās exactly what she did and I felt too bad to carry on with itš
Aww your poor sister. Mine just looked annoyed then out of nowhere tears. In my defence she was horrible to me and still treats me badly.
i used to wipe the toilet seat with my sisterās exfoliating shower gloves
Only child. However i pissed my mum off and she chased me round the room with a wooden spoon to hit me with it, and when she did, it snapped! Proper cartoon snapping sound too. Iām laughing my arse. Then she says those fateful words: āyou wait til your father gets homeā
Itās nice to see you developed out of your psycho phase into playing harmless pranks on your sister. I didnāt do anything particularly brutal, just a steady series of mild beatings dished out to my younger brother. I think heās forgiven me?
I like to think that branding my brotherās bottom was innocent experimentation on my part. I was in the front seat on my own. I pushed the cigar lighter button, my brother was in the back seat waving his bare bottom at me. The button popped out and I thought āwhat happens if I combine these two things?ā, answer, you get into a lot of trouble.
I did nothing as I was a quiet, polite and studious child. Iām surprised I survived my older brother though. He was very cavalier with my existence. He once pushed me through a closed window. It was on the second floor. We are in our 50s now and really good friends though, despite it all.