I had a very similar situation to story 21. My mom called me a dumb son of a b****, to which I replied well, you're not wrong. My mom was obviously furious, but my dad got quite a laugh out of it.
I've said this before but UnderSparked is UnderRated, they're one of the only reddit channels which actually don't use some AI so it's entertaining to watch. Also the narrator gives his takes too which is nice, and they choose interesting stories to talk about too. I don't know how they only have 55k subs compared to other AI channels who have way more.
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Agreed. Their personal thoughts and the emotion on their voice on some of the stories are the reason I follow this channel and none of the others.
Would you guys like some recommendations for channels that use their own voices and are entertaining? I have three off the top of my head for Reddit, and two for tumblr.
Every time I thought I’d done something my parents would “kill” me for, they never did. Not that I was a bad kid at all but my expectations were always out of proportion.
One time my cousins and I were talking about how annoyed we were that we had gotten in trouble and had been sent to bed early. We were absolutely slandering my mom and aunt. Eventually I looked over at the darkest corner of the room and saw a tall person shaped shadow and I screamed. My aunt had been standing there for AGES. We weren’t allowed to play on our DS anymore. 😭
That is creepy. Also, things you thought you were saying in private shouldn't be snooped on like that, I don't care how much "slander". Call me dramatic but I never would have trusted them again honestly. Who does that?????
@@fredericksaxton9782 yeah it was strange. My aunt and uncle have very strange (and questionable) parenting techniques. They also used to have cameras in every room of the house (excluding bathrooms) which I find terrifying because I had changed in my cousins rooms many times without knowing there were cameras in there. I love them so much but they’re different 😅
Well I mean, if you’re afraid of being “punished” for getting bad grades, either your parents are way too demanding, or you’re doing things other than school leading to you doing not as good as you could. Nonetheless, the baseline for this should not be fear, there’s nothing wrong with not being perfect, as long as it’s at least almost the best you could do.
Yeah, as long as it's a passing grade I have *NO* idea why some parents care so much. I'd only care about my kid being held back or something because that'd just make my kid suffer another year of bs, or even weekend/summer school which isn't fun for any kid. Besides, i'd want them to *AT LEAST* have the option of college so they can go whenever they want for whatever they want to learn.
@@misspillow3 Same. I have bipolar depression, shitty self esteem, and have an extreme fear confrontation. They gaslight me to this day that it never happened because they know how shitty it was of them, and how much it's affected me. I'm sorry if you're having to actually deal with that. And if you're saying that as a way to validate parents verbally and/or physically abusive their children, I hope you're sterile.
Story 14 : I fell down a SINGLE stair once, face planted into a cement walkway, chipped my front tooth, and filed it down until it was smooth-ISH on the screen door (late 1990’s I was young and silly)
That one time I got after school detention I thought my mom would kill me. It was one of the only times I was ever scared to go home. But my mom wasn't mad at all, and I still had to wrote some things for punishment and she sat with me and cheered me on the whole afternoon. I was in third grade. Never got after school detention again, luckily, but that day was traumatic for me. Also that one time I thought I'd failed in a mathstest because I didn't manage to solve two or three of the questions. My mom told me that I should never be scared to come home because of grades, especially because I was a good student, and slip ups happen. She told me the worst thing that could happen was that she'd get me a tutor if my notes were consistently bad. Ended up having a C, which is considered a good note in my country (It's basically mid. You pass with a C). Gosh, I love my mom, she always made sure I knew I wouldn't get in trouble for stuff like that. My parents are just great parents, both of them, and while I did punish when I really did things wrong it was never unfairly so. Most punishments were just no tv or taking my Nintendo ds away for a few days, or staying in my room for a few hours, which I was fine with because I had my books and my toys and I liked being up there and play on my own anyways. So I barely ever was scared that they'd blow up on me or anything like that.
Story 15, I remember a lot of mistakes that my friends made with fireworks. The funny thing about that was that my grandfather was a demolition expert and I decided to 1 up my buddies. I got hold of some of grandpa's dynamite and boy was the neighborhood tense for a couple of weeks. Needless to say I woke up the entire neighborhood at about 15 minutes past 1 in the morning and the cops made the rounds of the neighborhood every 15 minutes for the next month. They never figured out who blew up the old community swimming pool (it was no longer in use as they had built a new one).
That locksmith was a scumbag for charging extra after seeing it was an emergency. But if it was an emergency call out that was agreed to before accepting the job that’s ok, hopefully that’s what happened and op didn’t know the details properly
Mine is tame but I learned something so. I used to stand on our broom and my mom would be like “stop that, you’re gonna break the broom” anyway little edgy 6 year old me continued to do it ofc and obviously ended up breaking it and i got so worried i hid the broom, my mom eventually found it and I thought i was dead for sure she did say I told you so and I did get yelled at a little bit but also told me she would have been less mad had I come emidietly when I broke it instead of hiding it. So after that I came to her emidietly instead if I broke something :) and have never been yelled at as much
I was working on an online course to create a Minecraft mod. Well, when test running my progress, I caused a bug so bad it "Opened the Debug Mode Perspective" which I learned when I later replicated a similar bug. But I didn't know what the Debug Mode Perspective (DMP) was so when I tried to close out of Minecraft and my code editor was a bunch of random green text I was confused. Nothing I found to click, even shutting down and restarting the computer, changed it. Eventually I had the idea that I could delete the code editor then bring it back and it wouldn't be in the DMP anymore. Well, I did this but as soon as it was gone, I realized I didn't know how to bring it back, so I had made a boner. I actually started crying at the computer desk. I had no choice but to wait till my mom got home to tell her. Worst part was it was a school night, and I shouldn't have even been on the computer. Well, she wasn't too angry and said we would look at it the next day. So, the next day I tried to log into the course, and it made me reapply the creating account login page (no password change needed though) and it brought the code editor back! It was still in the DMP, but I was much less screwed. I showed mom what it was doing, and she looked at it for an hour or so while I went to start my homework. She then called me over and showed there was a button hidden below the Close button in the code editor window that let you toggle between the normal display and DMP. It was fixed! I was then grounded from the computer until the next weekend. Was a fun class though, Mod Design 1 and Mod Design 2. 10/10 would recommend.
When I was newly 17 in 2004 I was talking to a guy on AIM. He talked me into flashing him so I did. Then when I stopped talking to him because I didn't have a cellphone or Internet at home he got mad at me and sent a screen capture of me flashing him to everyone in my friends list because he hacked into my account. He sent it twice. I thought for sure my mom was going to find out but thankfully everyone who got it and who knew her knew how batshit crazy she was so they didn't tell her.
when I was a kid, the ends of the rubber grips on my bike's handlebars fell off, and one day I was trying to squeeze past my mom's car in the driveway when I accidentally lost balance and scraped the handlebar across the car. now there was a giant white scratch on her bright orange car (2014 chevy sonic hatchback if anyone cares), right next to the gas cap. she eventually noticed, and instead of being mad she was just relieved that her car wasn't keyed at work, since she was a therapist for people with severe mental health problems
I am sorry, I do not mean to be nitpicky, but isn't 16:53 supposed to be "from the Balkans" instead of "from the vulcans"? That makes way more sense to me, both generally and culturally - I am not Balkan, but am Slavic.
I failed a major English test. 50% of the term are down the drain. And I'd had a good feeling that test. Thought it was good. Every 5th word had a mistake. It was a adjusted test and I still flunked it. It was bad. I cried for the first and only time in school, because I thought my mom would yell at me. I've gotten in trouble for Ds in those big tests or Fs on minor tests already, but this was unprecedented. My school friends comforted me, but I walked home that day with a heavy heart. I needed my mom's signature on that test anyway, so I told her immediately being honestly devastated. My mom comforted me telling me that it was just a grade, that with some tutoring we could fix this. (I later got in trouble for not studying afterwards while slacking off.) My professional Latin tutor became my English tutor. Then the next test rolls around and I'm nervous as hell getting it back. Opened it up to find a B-, my second best English test ever. Then final grade talks. I had a high grade F and a B putting me in between a D+ and a C-. Oral participation now decides. I was very quiet, didn't interrupt, but also didn't say much to further class. My teacher could have screwed me over without me being able to argue against it, but she gave me the C. That's when I realized. My super strict teacher didn't WANT to give us bad grades, but she would only give us grades we deserved. She became my third favorite teacher after that for her fairness. I still never got better than a C later. Couldn't interpret for the life of me, but my mistakes were at 0.25% at least.
I was biking my friend back to his house after he had to leave and he asked me to stay at his house until I had to leave too and I agreed, but I told him I had to tell my parents. And then suddenly, he only needed to show me something when I go to call my parents to tell them where I am. I check the clock, and an hour and a half passed. I panicked and ran out of the house, hopped on my bike and bolted home. But right as I turn onto my street, I saw my dad standing in the middle of the sidewalk. I swear my life flashed before my eyes. He practically dragged me into the house and then I saw my mom, ready to call 911 to report me missing. Both my parents were mental. My sister was scared of them and she had nothing to do with any of it. Oh boy was I told off that day.
@@ntfoperative9432 I went to his house (it was just 2 mins away) before I called them because I was afraid if I did it as soon as they pulled up to us they would jump us
2007 and not in America, people weren't as accepting. School staff and principal had been trying to find excuses to get rid of me ever since they found out I was gay. I failed a class and despite having other students that failed 5 or more classes each year, they used that as an excuse to expell me (private school). I still remember getting sick to my stomach on my way home, thinking my strict parents, who already weren't that happy with me, would kill me. I lived, but mum didn't talk to me for days, and she woudln't even let me help with the house chores cause she didn't wanna see my face. Years later i told her what really happened and we're cool now, but yeah. That has been one of the scariest things in my life and I was sure they'd kill me.
When my boyfriend and I started dating, my mom had gone out of town with my brothers for a soccer tournament. The night they left, I snuck my boyfriend into the house. We spent the weekend together and I texted my mom Sunday morning to ask when they'd be back. She was suspicious and gave me a time 3 hours later than when she would actually arrive. We showered together and I went to my room to get dressed. My boyfriend walked out of the bathroom to see my mom I'm the hallway outside my closed door. He froze and when I opened the door to see why he wasnt answering me, I was met with my mother's glare. My heart dropped into my socks in that moment. After a strong lecture and some new rules, my mom let him come over if I asked first.
Less than 2 weeks after I turned 18, while I was still in High School, I got t-boned by a car while heading to school. It was 100% the other drivers fault and luckily nobody was hurt, but the entire back axle of my car was torn off and swung around like a poptop and the car spun several times before coming to a stop in the ditch. After getting out of the car my first thought was "Mom's going to kill me." Of course she didn't it was an accident and very obviously not my fault, but I think most kids have a reflexive response of "My parents are going to kill me" when they have a destructive accident involving property of the parents, regardless to if it's the kids' fault or not.
One time i was at a friends house, we were goofing off, we decided to microwave a happy meal toy or something, nothing happened, but when his dad came home and he told im about it he went off on him like he set off a handgrenade in the garden, you could practically se his hair fly backwards. his dad was otherwise a very nice man, he died a few years ago unfortunately.
My dad caught me having sex at 15... i still almost have a panic attack thinking about it. I thought my parents were out but nope... i litteraly put on my clothes and jumped out the window and just cried. I got into deep shit for that one. It could have been worse, i could have gotten pregnant or something. But my mom didnt speak to me for 2 weeks and the look of utter disgust on my dads face just broke me. It took a long time for me to come to terms with what i did and to understand why and forgive myself.
Still haven’t told my parents that I regularly donate whole blood, plasma, and platelets. They wouldn’t kill me but they would probably coddle me like crazy and worry for my health. I’m an adult.
one time in 1st grade i was throwing rocks and this one girl told me to stop throwing rocks so in response i threw the rock at her and i only realized what i had done immediately after i was like MY DADS GONNA BE PISSED.... my parents didnt find out until last year when i told them
UnderSparked, i have a video i made with me and chat gpt discussing quantum mechanics, time travel, and how we could get to the fourth dimension and i think it's really interesting but no ones gonna watch it because it's just words on a screen-maybe you could narrate it and post it on your channel?
1) Being jealous of the guy who had undescended testes but had previously carried several pregnancies as a woman. 2) The time I was kissed by the girl I had a massive crush on in high school. Yeah, transphobic, homophobic parents are bad enough if you just have queer friends, if you’re trans and bisexual, it’s… not a fun time.
I'm only going to mention one (there's some more intense but imma keep to self).. the one time mom asked me if I downloaded something through illegal means. Idk how, but they got email from a game company about game I pirated.. I didn't even download it at home o. O anywho, my heart stopped, but I confessed anyways.. surprisingly she didn't get mad or anything, just told me to remove the game. Was scared to ever pirate again..
once I locked all the doors of our car and left the keys inside, so my parents had to call someone who broke one of our car's windows and we had to put a plastic bag on it for a really long time. I don't remember if they punished me or not, I was around 5
When I was 6 years old I tried to explain to her about how I felt about myself. Her immediate reaction was to punch me so hard I flew out of the living room, into the bathroom and body slammed the cast iron bath tub. I was stunned, literally, wobbled back into the living room thinking in a child's way that she must have misunderstood me so tried to explain again. She finished dressing my little sister, came over punched me twice causing me to collapse on the floor. She instantly picked me up and threw me across the living room onto a side table where I landed on photos in frames and nick-nacks, several breaking. She went berserk yelling LOOK WHAT YOU DID! and began pounding on me for I don't know how long. I awoke the next day, in bed, bandages on several parts of my body, unable to move. My mom came into my room and kept telling me it's all my fault and not to look at her. She had to put a bed pan under me to relieve myself and she fed me by hand for several days. I was terrified. I was supposed to start kindergarten but my mom told the school district that I was very sick and bed ridden and couldn't go so I was held back for a year. Every time I heard the school bus come to our rural house out in the middle of nowhere I pleaded in my head for the bus driver to come in and find me. After several days of laying in bed in pain and not able to get up I asked my mom if she was going to kill me. She looked at me with so much hate burning in her eyes and said, That's up to you, isn't it? I never loved or trusted my mom ever again and always felt that she would kill me if she could, still do to this day. I look forward for the relief of her no longer being alive, even though I don't have anything to do with her she's still out there and she means me no good.
@@adelerodriguez2432 Different times. Different American culture, then. Any authorities in the know in those days most likely would have made the situation worse.
When it comes to story 15 good on the ground father, for being there for their grand son, I’m assuming the OP is a boy and good on the OP for having that, let’s check with the grandfather that they could call him for that and this is why if you have just one lives in Grandpa that you got a respect them because you never know when you’re gonna need your grandfathers help you if you only have one good 91 a few months ago, parents were away on vacation live in my own little one bedroom, one bath teeny tiny subsidized apartment power went out so my friend said they still had it so I thought my circuit breaker tried everything I had to get my grandfather in The phone and send pictures to my grandmothers phone to try to have him help me and Deb had to give up then found out so my other friends had the same problem went out to coffee with one of them and their support staff came back. The power is back on locally but man I’m glad I could have my grandfather Liz’s help me over the phone to fit. Try to problem-solving all my own first and now I don’t know how to work a circuit breaker, and fact that this happened in November, one month, shy of living here five years that they had basically believe in the same place for five years before learning how to use my own circuit breakers thank you Grandpa for that valuable lesson. I will never forget that one. Until the email that even if you don’t have one live in Graham father respect them learn what you can from them while they’re still with you because you never know and let them know that you love them every chance you get even death by hugging them when you’re not really a hugger take it from somebody who’s not talk about but will hug the only survivor grandparents and let them know they love them. Every chance I get I will take every piece of advice and lesson learned that they can’t from them as well so good on a grandfather for being able to help the OP in the old people being able to have that connection with the Grandpa that they could call them in for that help that they asked for a story 15
My brother threw his phone at the wall and put a hole in it, and my dad discovered it 2 nights ago. We said we were roughhousing and one of us kicked it, and dad was very mad at us
Story 13: They can confiscation the toy, but they can't keep or destroy it. Otherwise, it's known as theft. The toy should have been returned at the end of the school day.
@@moonymookie334 I'm still waiting for some things taken from me in school. I'm almost 40 now... Funny how that works. (No. I'm not actually expecting them back.)
Im still salty about a few that were confiscated, there was only like 2, I wasnt a bad kid, and they werent even valuable, I just despised the fact that an adult thought that they could take what was mine
yeah sooo.... it was random... I can't say... sometimes you were ok with warcrimes, sometimes you got punished as you comited warcrime when you lost your hat ... soooo :D :D :D I can't telll :D
When I was in my freshman year of high school, I had just recently realized I was asexual. So I sneakily joined my school’s GSA to try and make friends and connect with the community my parents didn’t exactly “approve of”. They were going to a pride event in the fall, and I desperately wanted to attend as well. I snuck out, but I was ultimately busted. I tried to explain that if my parents accepted me for who I am, this wouldn’t have happened, and I wouldn’t have to lie to them all the time to save face. But they didn’t listen, no no no. They are still homophobic :(
Oo this shield be interesting do this but I wud shoot stuff and see what happens cuz yea what else am I going to do with it story 3 what did ops parents expect op not to shoot stuff with it I don’t really understand it maybe it maybe I’m missing something cuz I’m 16 and I wud do this 7:09 bro showed his inner dad for a second 😂 12:00 the punishment should have been op going outside looking like that just for a day 😂 15:52 bro was driving like my brother or slitty better I say that because op did it only once 19:00 if someone needs to hit there kid/kids to parent them they are the problem not the kid the kid learns nothing besides how to hide the behavior better / not get caught and how to be scared of you and avoid you as much as possible TLDR ppl who hit there kids for any reason are evil Story 12 ops mom kinda had it comeing not gonna lie 🤣 but op was in the wrong story 13 ppl say your grounded for x amount of years but op actually made it happen this time 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 24:43 good on ops parents and off topic but the way you delivered that line was funny
19:33 it does teach _something_ : fear and obedience; and, unfortunately, these can be important in certain dangerous locations (dictatorships, areas with high violent crime/trafficking). Does this make it _good_ ? No. Is it useful in generally safe areas in (low-corruption) democratic countries? Not really. Unless disobedience can get you *_killed_* - for example, angering a corrupt official, offending an oppressive regime, or ignoring your parents’ warnings in a high-crime location - this type of punishment will serve no purpose, and is almost certainly counterproductive. Am I defending beating your children? *NO,* that would be insane. I’m pointing out how it’s important to take situations into consideration before making judgements. Why am I pointing that out? I’m in a weird mood and fueled by sleep deprivation. No, I’m not sure why I’m in a weird mood. Yes, I know I “need help,” but UA-cam’s a _lot_ cheaper than therapists. *_Please,_ please _don’t beat your kids - or anyone for that matter._
One time, I had to do a test to get into a good high school (In NSW, we have this thing called the Selective Test), and I got good results, except for math where I got top 25%. Now this may seem good but I’m Asian, and this is basically taboo. When my parents found out, my reaction was, “Yep, I might as well kill myself.” Luckily I still made it into a very good school but I genuinely got depression from that test and the nightmares that followed
@@Maximum2.0 Imagine trying to correct someone, and failing to do so once. Plus, I missed 1 N, which could be caused by typing too fast, and you made such a drastic change lol.
@@Fizcakesprite How're you getting salty that someone corrected your grammar when that's what you're also here to do.. Like I'm just genuinely confused. Is this some new meme or something.
19:15 I have been spanked and that is the only way I would listen to my parents otherwise I would just say yeah and uh huh when they talked to me and just do it again with spankens I would not do it again at ten they just started lecturing me for hours like the first time was 30 minutes then 1 hour then 2 hours then 3 hours then 4 hours then 6 hours then all day and this worked very well I think spakens work to a certain age but at like 10+ it is more helpful to lecture.
My mom grew up in a household where it was strictly forbidden for boys to hit girls. One day she got into an argument with her older brother & fraudulently screamed, "He hit me!" Her brother rand down the stairs & flew out the door just as their dad was saying, He WHAT?" When he came back, his dad beat the living tar out of him. 30 years later at a family reunion, she confessed to her brother she lied. He didn't even remember it. She carried that guilt around with her for 30+ yr.s!
I used to sneak out & got to my friend's house to party. One time I came home around 5 AM & the lights were on! I told my friend the next day I was busted. He said, "I know." "How?" We must've had some psychic connection, 'cuz he said around 5 AM he heard my voice say in his head, "Oh, shit!"
I had a very similar situation to story 21. My mom called me a dumb son of a b****, to which I replied well, you're not wrong. My mom was obviously furious, but my dad got quite a laugh out of it.
She walked right into that one
I've said this before but UnderSparked is UnderRated, they're one of the only reddit channels which actually don't use some AI so it's entertaining to watch. Also the narrator gives his takes too which is nice, and they choose interesting stories to talk about too. I don't know how they only have 55k subs compared to other AI channels who have way more.
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Agreed. Their personal thoughts and the emotion on their voice on some of the stories are the reason I follow this channel and none of the others.
Yeah they haven’t been around quite as long though
Would you guys like some recommendations for channels that use their own voices and are entertaining? I have three off the top of my head for Reddit, and two for tumblr.
wb r/slash and amithegenius/amithejerk
I'm too afraid of my parents to do anything even remotely out of line, in case they do actually kill me, to be honest.
Every time I thought I’d done something my parents would “kill” me for, they never did. Not that I was a bad kid at all but my expectations were always out of proportion.
Well, better than the other way right?
Wouldn't you know it's butters!
One time my cousins and I were talking about how annoyed we were that we had gotten in trouble and had been sent to bed early. We were absolutely slandering my mom and aunt. Eventually I looked over at the darkest corner of the room and saw a tall person shaped shadow and I screamed. My aunt had been standing there for AGES. We weren’t allowed to play on our DS anymore. 😭
That is creepy. Also, things you thought you were saying in private shouldn't be snooped on like that, I don't care how much "slander". Call me dramatic but I never would have trusted them again honestly. Who does that?????
@@fredericksaxton9782 yeah it was strange. My aunt and uncle have very strange (and questionable) parenting techniques. They also used to have cameras in every room of the house (excluding bathrooms) which I find terrifying because I had changed in my cousins rooms many times without knowing there were cameras in there. I love them so much but they’re different 😅
Well I mean, if you’re afraid of being “punished” for getting bad grades, either your parents are way too demanding, or you’re doing things other than school leading to you doing not as good as you could. Nonetheless, the baseline for this should not be fear, there’s nothing wrong with not being perfect, as long as it’s at least almost the best you could do.
Or in my case ….. unidentified mental disorder.
Yeah, as long as it's a passing grade I have *NO* idea why some parents care so much. I'd only care about my kid being held back or something because that'd just make my kid suffer another year of bs, or even weekend/summer school which isn't fun for any kid.
Besides, i'd want them to *AT LEAST* have the option of college so they can go whenever they want for whatever they want to learn.
@@oceanexblve884 Same. But I also was a case of “Smart but didn’t want to apply themselves” in school. I was more interested in art (still am)
3:26 I personally don't find verbally abusing kids because youre frustrated and stressed to be interesting to think about, no.
my mom does that all the time
@@misspillow3 Same. I have bipolar depression, shitty self esteem, and have an extreme fear confrontation. They gaslight me to this day that it never happened because they know how shitty it was of them, and how much it's affected me.
I'm sorry if you're having to actually deal with that. And if you're saying that as a way to validate parents verbally and/or physically abusive their children, I hope you're sterile.
When I first read the title I thought I thought it was literal lol
same
Story 14 : I fell down a SINGLE stair once, face planted into a cement walkway, chipped my front tooth, and filed it down until it was smooth-ISH on the screen door (late 1990’s I was young and silly)
Aww the Grandpa that came to fix the toilet is kinda wholesome.
I love how people who are well into 50s and 60s posts on these
That one time I got after school detention I thought my mom would kill me. It was one of the only times I was ever scared to go home. But my mom wasn't mad at all, and I still had to wrote some things for punishment and she sat with me and cheered me on the whole afternoon. I was in third grade. Never got after school detention again, luckily, but that day was traumatic for me.
Also that one time I thought I'd failed in a mathstest because I didn't manage to solve two or three of the questions. My mom told me that I should never be scared to come home because of grades, especially because I was a good student, and slip ups happen. She told me the worst thing that could happen was that she'd get me a tutor if my notes were consistently bad.
Ended up having a C, which is considered a good note in my country (It's basically mid. You pass with a C).
Gosh, I love my mom, she always made sure I knew I wouldn't get in trouble for stuff like that. My parents are just great parents, both of them, and while I did punish when I really did things wrong it was never unfairly so. Most punishments were just no tv or taking my Nintendo ds away for a few days, or staying in my room for a few hours, which I was fine with because I had my books and my toys and I liked being up there and play on my own anyways. So I barely ever was scared that they'd blow up on me or anything like that.
Is your mom real? she's very good at being a mom
@@JasonAizatoZemeckis Last time I checked she was real. She's an awesome mom, yeah
Story 15, I remember a lot of mistakes that my friends made with fireworks. The funny thing about that was that my grandfather was a demolition expert and I decided to 1 up my buddies. I got hold of some of grandpa's dynamite and boy was the neighborhood tense for a couple of weeks. Needless to say I woke up the entire neighborhood at about 15 minutes past 1 in the morning and the cops made the rounds of the neighborhood every 15 minutes for the next month. They never figured out who blew up the old community swimming pool (it was no longer in use as they had built a new one).
That locksmith was a scumbag for charging extra after seeing it was an emergency. But if it was an emergency call out that was agreed to before accepting the job that’s ok, hopefully that’s what happened and op didn’t know the details properly
Mine is tame but I learned something so. I used to stand on our broom and my mom would be like “stop that, you’re gonna break the broom” anyway little edgy 6 year old me continued to do it ofc and obviously ended up breaking it and i got so worried i hid the broom, my mom eventually found it and I thought i was dead for sure she did say I told you so and I did get yelled at a little bit but also told me she would have been less mad had I come emidietly when I broke it instead of hiding it. So after that I came to her emidietly instead if I broke something :) and have never been yelled at as much
Thats so cute, its all good
I was working on an online course to create a Minecraft mod. Well, when test running my progress, I caused a bug so bad it "Opened the Debug Mode Perspective" which I learned when I later replicated a similar bug. But I didn't know what the Debug Mode Perspective (DMP) was so when I tried to close out of Minecraft and my code editor was a bunch of random green text I was confused. Nothing I found to click, even shutting down and restarting the computer, changed it. Eventually I had the idea that I could delete the code editor then bring it back and it wouldn't be in the DMP anymore. Well, I did this but as soon as it was gone, I realized I didn't know how to bring it back, so I had made a boner. I actually started crying at the computer desk. I had no choice but to wait till my mom got home to tell her. Worst part was it was a school night, and I shouldn't have even been on the computer. Well, she wasn't too angry and said we would look at it the next day. So, the next day I tried to log into the course, and it made me reapply the creating account login page (no password change needed though) and it brought the code editor back! It was still in the DMP, but I was much less screwed. I showed mom what it was doing, and she looked at it for an hour or so while I went to start my homework. She then called me over and showed there was a button hidden below the Close button in the code editor window that let you toggle between the normal display and DMP. It was fixed! I was then grounded from the computer until the next weekend. Was a fun class though, Mod Design 1 and Mod Design 2. 10/10 would recommend.
When I was newly 17 in 2004 I was talking to a guy on AIM. He talked me into flashing him so I did. Then when I stopped talking to him because I didn't have a cellphone or Internet at home he got mad at me and sent a screen capture of me flashing him to everyone in my friends list because he hacked into my account. He sent it twice. I thought for sure my mom was going to find out but thankfully everyone who got it and who knew her knew how batshit crazy she was so they didn't tell her.
when I was a kid, the ends of the rubber grips on my bike's handlebars fell off, and one day I was trying to squeeze past my mom's car in the driveway when I accidentally lost balance and scraped the handlebar across the car. now there was a giant white scratch on her bright orange car (2014 chevy sonic hatchback if anyone cares), right next to the gas cap. she eventually noticed, and instead of being mad she was just relieved that her car wasn't keyed at work, since she was a therapist for people with severe mental health problems
This was a feel good one. Thanks, sparked ❤
One time I accidentally broke the window and when my mom found out I thought I would be ded
That grandpa in story 15 is the goat.
I am sorry, I do not mean to be nitpicky, but isn't 16:53 supposed to be "from the Balkans" instead of "from the vulcans"? That makes way more sense to me, both generally and culturally - I am not Balkan, but am Slavic.
yes its supposed to be balkans. By the way, where are you from?
@@solidarnosc14 I am from Slovakia. :) What about you?
A ze słowacji, lubię słowację, jestem z Polski, jadę do Słowacji na wakacje niedługo@@dinoheartnerd2265
Live long and prosper 🖖
Poland, i will visit slovakia next summer, slavic brother @@dinoheartnerd2265
I failed a major English test. 50% of the term are down the drain. And I'd had a good feeling that test. Thought it was good. Every 5th word had a mistake. It was a adjusted test and I still flunked it. It was bad.
I cried for the first and only time in school, because I thought my mom would yell at me. I've gotten in trouble for Ds in those big tests or Fs on minor tests already, but this was unprecedented.
My school friends comforted me, but I walked home that day with a heavy heart. I needed my mom's signature on that test anyway, so I told her immediately being honestly devastated.
My mom comforted me telling me that it was just a grade, that with some tutoring we could fix this. (I later got in trouble for not studying afterwards while slacking off.)
My professional Latin tutor became my English tutor. Then the next test rolls around and I'm nervous as hell getting it back. Opened it up to find a B-, my second best English test ever.
Then final grade talks. I had a high grade F and a B putting me in between a D+ and a C-. Oral participation now decides. I was very quiet, didn't interrupt, but also didn't say much to further class.
My teacher could have screwed me over without me being able to argue against it, but she gave me the C. That's when I realized. My super strict teacher didn't WANT to give us bad grades, but she would only give us grades we deserved. She became my third favorite teacher after that for her fairness.
I still never got better than a C later. Couldn't interpret for the life of me, but my mistakes were at 0.25% at least.
I got arrested when I was 12!
I was biking my friend back to his house after he had to leave and he asked me to stay at his house until I had to leave too and I agreed, but I told him I had to tell my parents. And then suddenly, he only needed to show me something when I go to call my parents to tell them where I am. I check the clock, and an hour and a half passed. I panicked and ran out of the house, hopped on my bike and bolted home. But right as I turn onto my street, I saw my dad standing in the middle of the sidewalk. I swear my life flashed before my eyes. He practically dragged me into the house and then I saw my mom, ready to call 911 to report me missing. Both my parents were mental. My sister was scared of them and she had nothing to do with any of it. Oh boy was I told off that day.
Wait, so did you just forget to call your parents, or did it take a long time to ride to your friends house? Im a little confused here
@@ntfoperative9432 so my parents thought I was going to drop him off and come home but when I never showed up they panicked
@@CoolCademMAnimates-fz1ui but didn’t you immediately call them?
@@ntfoperative9432 I went to his house (it was just 2 mins away) before I called them because I was afraid if I did it as soon as they pulled up to us they would jump us
4:36 eyebrows very responsibly lol
but four got the idempotence of spell cheek lol
@@ainlLeek had a stroke reading this phahshaha
2007 and not in America, people weren't as accepting. School staff and principal had been trying to find excuses to get rid of me ever since they found out I was gay. I failed a class and despite having other students that failed 5 or more classes each year, they used that as an excuse to expell me (private school). I still remember getting sick to my stomach on my way home, thinking my strict parents, who already weren't that happy with me, would kill me.
I lived, but mum didn't talk to me for days, and she woudln't even let me help with the house chores cause she didn't wanna see my face.
Years later i told her what really happened and we're cool now, but yeah. That has been one of the scariest things in my life and I was sure they'd kill me.
I think you need to invest more time in your subtitles. "I browse responsibly" now is "Eyebrows responsibly.
That's not bad advice for tween girls to follow either, though, lol 😆
Last one was the sweet 😊
When my boyfriend and I started dating, my mom had gone out of town with my brothers for a soccer tournament. The night they left, I snuck my boyfriend into the house. We spent the weekend together and I texted my mom Sunday morning to ask when they'd be back. She was suspicious and gave me a time 3 hours later than when she would actually arrive. We showered together and I went to my room to get dressed. My boyfriend walked out of the bathroom to see my mom I'm the hallway outside my closed door. He froze and when I opened the door to see why he wasnt answering me, I was met with my mother's glare. My heart dropped into my socks in that moment. After a strong lecture and some new rules, my mom let him come over if I asked first.
Less than 2 weeks after I turned 18, while I was still in High School, I got t-boned by a car while heading to school. It was 100% the other drivers fault and luckily nobody was hurt, but the entire back axle of my car was torn off and swung around like a poptop and the car spun several times before coming to a stop in the ditch. After getting out of the car my first thought was "Mom's going to kill me."
Of course she didn't it was an accident and very obviously not my fault, but I think most kids have a reflexive response of "My parents are going to kill me" when they have a destructive accident involving property of the parents, regardless to if it's the kids' fault or not.
Lol 5:48
Legend has it, that the poor man is still hiding behind that curtain to this day.
This is the only reddit stories channel i listen too
UnderSparked, I love you guys.
8:24 antiprops to them for mocking you just for the sake of being jacka§es.
I dropped the chilly sauce mom was mad just annoyed because she wanted to use it
16:02 Calling myself out here, 103 in a 65. I never was caught and I'm a whole lot safer driver now.
Story 22 😂😂😂 I’m in so much pain from laughing 😂
One time i was at a friends house, we were goofing off, we decided to microwave a happy meal toy or something, nothing happened, but when his dad came home and he told im about it he went off on him like he set off a handgrenade in the garden, you could practically se his hair fly backwards. his dad was otherwise a very nice man, he died a few years ago unfortunately.
My dad caught me having sex at 15... i still almost have a panic attack thinking about it. I thought my parents were out but nope... i litteraly put on my clothes and jumped out the window and just cried. I got into deep shit for that one. It could have been worse, i could have gotten pregnant or something. But my mom didnt speak to me for 2 weeks and the look of utter disgust on my dads face just broke me. It took a long time for me to come to terms with what i did and to understand why and forgive myself.
Why are people having sex and getting pregnant so early??? Dunno why you need to clap those cheeks so early.
Still haven’t told my parents that I regularly donate whole blood, plasma, and platelets. They wouldn’t kill me but they would probably coddle me like crazy and worry for my health. I’m an adult.
one time in 1st grade i was throwing rocks and this one girl told me to stop throwing rocks so in response i threw the rock at her and i only realized what i had done immediately after i was like MY DADS GONNA BE PISSED....
my parents didnt find out until last year when i told them
Why did you throw rocks at a girl what did she do to you
@ I actually just don’t know why I was evil mode in like 1st grade like idk what caused that reaction I think I was just a brat
When i was youg i would always stay up late gaming and one day my mom catched me
UnderSparked, i have a video i made with me and chat gpt discussing quantum mechanics, time travel, and how we could get to the fourth dimension and i think it's really interesting but no ones gonna watch it because it's just words on a screen-maybe you could narrate it and post it on your channel?
1) Being jealous of the guy who had undescended testes but had previously carried several pregnancies as a woman.
2) The time I was kissed by the girl I had a massive crush on in high school.
Yeah, transphobic, homophobic parents are bad enough if you just have queer friends, if you’re trans and bisexual, it’s… not a fun time.
I'm only going to mention one (there's some more intense but imma keep to self).. the one time mom asked me if I downloaded something through illegal means. Idk how, but they got email from a game company about game I pirated.. I didn't even download it at home o. O anywho, my heart stopped, but I confessed anyways.. surprisingly she didn't get mad or anything, just told me to remove the game. Was scared to ever pirate again..
once I locked all the doors of our car and left the keys inside, so my parents had to call someone who broke one of our car's windows and we had to put a plastic bag on it for a really long time. I don't remember if they punished me or not, I was around 5
Story 15, Grandpa is such a bro omg
Underrated
I would redirect ya energy
When I was 6 years old I tried to explain to her about how I felt about myself. Her immediate reaction was to punch me so hard I flew out of the living room, into the bathroom and body slammed the cast iron bath tub. I was stunned, literally, wobbled back into the living room thinking in a child's way that she must have misunderstood me so tried to explain again. She finished dressing my little sister, came over punched me twice causing me to collapse on the floor. She instantly picked me up and threw me across the living room onto a side table where I landed on photos in frames and nick-nacks, several breaking. She went berserk yelling LOOK WHAT YOU DID! and began pounding on me for I don't know how long. I awoke the next day, in bed, bandages on several parts of my body, unable to move. My mom came into my room and kept telling me it's all my fault and not to look at her. She had to put a bed pan under me to relieve myself and she fed me by hand for several days. I was terrified. I was supposed to start kindergarten but my mom told the school district that I was very sick and bed ridden and couldn't go so I was held back for a year. Every time I heard the school bus come to our rural house out in the middle of nowhere I pleaded in my head for the bus driver to come in and find me. After several days of laying in bed in pain and not able to get up I asked my mom if she was going to kill me. She looked at me with so much hate burning in her eyes and said, That's up to you, isn't it? I never loved or trusted my mom ever again and always felt that she would kill me if she could, still do to this day. I look forward for the relief of her no longer being alive, even though I don't have anything to do with her she's still out there and she means me no good.
What the actual hell, I am actually speechless, i really hope youre better now
Too bad nobody knew what was going on. You could have been removed from your home.
@@adelerodriguez2432 Different times. Different American culture, then. Any authorities in the know in those days most likely would have made the situation worse.
@@SeptemberMeadows you're right.
I accidently spilled the fishfood
So wait, the teacher in story 13 just took the beyblade and never gave it back?
I wouldve been furious, beyblades are absolutely off limits
When it comes to story 15 good on the ground father, for being there for their grand son, I’m assuming the OP is a boy and good on the OP for having that, let’s check with the grandfather that they could call him for that and this is why if you have just one lives in Grandpa that you got a respect them because you never know when you’re gonna need your grandfathers help you if you only have one good 91 a few months ago, parents were away on vacation live in my own little one bedroom, one bath teeny tiny subsidized apartment power went out so my friend said they still had it so I thought my circuit breaker tried everything I had to get my grandfather in The phone and send pictures to my grandmothers phone to try to have him help me and Deb had to give up then found out so my other friends had the same problem went out to coffee with one of them and their support staff came back. The power is back on locally but man I’m glad I could have my grandfather Liz’s help me over the phone to fit. Try to problem-solving all my own first and now I don’t know how to work a circuit breaker, and fact that this happened in November, one month, shy of living here five years that they had basically believe in the same place for five years before learning how to use my own circuit breakers thank you Grandpa for that valuable lesson. I will never forget that one. Until the email that even if you don’t have one live in Graham father respect them learn what you can from them while they’re still with you because you never know and let them know that you love them every chance you get even death by hugging them when you’re not really a hugger take it from somebody who’s not talk about but will hug the only survivor grandparents and let them know they love them. Every chance I get I will take every piece of advice and lesson learned that they can’t from them as well so good on a grandfather for being able to help the OP in the old people being able to have that connection with the Grandpa that they could call them in for that help that they asked for a story 15
My brother threw his phone at the wall and put a hole in it, and my dad discovered it 2 nights ago. We said we were roughhousing and one of us kicked it, and dad was very mad at us
Nah s24 qnd s21 was a great way to end it on the last one just confused me tbh and shamecon op for scaring the little sister
Story 13: They can confiscation the toy, but they can't keep or destroy it. Otherwise, it's known as theft. The toy should have been returned at the end of the school day.
Adults are fun like that
@@moonymookie334
I'm still waiting for some things taken from me in school. I'm almost 40 now... Funny how that works. (No. I'm not actually expecting them back.)
Im still salty about a few that were confiscated, there was only like 2, I wasnt a bad kid, and they werent even valuable, I just despised the fact that an adult thought that they could take what was mine
Probably a dumb question but what does (OP) mean
OP stands for the 'original poster'.
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yeah sooo.... it was random... I can't say... sometimes you were ok with warcrimes, sometimes you got punished as you comited warcrime when you lost your hat ... soooo :D :D :D I can't telll :D
"my parents are from the vulcans" DO YOU MEAN THE BALKANS??
When I was in my freshman year of high school, I had just recently realized I was asexual. So I sneakily joined my school’s GSA to try and make friends and connect with the community my parents didn’t exactly “approve of”. They were going to a pride event in the fall, and I desperately wanted to attend as well. I snuck out, but I was ultimately busted. I tried to explain that if my parents accepted me for who I am, this wouldn’t have happened, and I wouldn’t have to lie to them all the time to save face. But they didn’t listen, no no no. They are still homophobic :(
hey sparked! (also first comment! :3)
Oo this shield be interesting
do this but I wud shoot stuff and see what happens cuz yea what else am I going to do with it
story 3 what did ops parents expect op not to shoot stuff with it I don’t really understand it maybe it maybe I’m missing something cuz I’m 16 and I wud do this
7:09 bro showed his inner dad for a second 😂
12:00 the punishment should have been op going outside looking like that just for a day 😂
15:52 bro was driving like my brother or slitty better I say that because op did it only once
19:00 if someone needs to hit there kid/kids to parent them they are the problem not the kid the kid learns nothing besides how to hide the behavior better / not get caught and how to be scared of you and avoid you as much as possible TLDR ppl who hit there kids for any reason are evil
Story 12 ops mom kinda had it comeing not gonna lie 🤣 but op was in the wrong story 13 ppl say your grounded for x amount of years but op actually made it happen this time 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
24:43 good on ops parents and off topic but the way you delivered that line was funny
eyebrows very responsibly now
I like these lol
19:33 it does teach _something_ : fear and obedience; and, unfortunately, these can be important in certain dangerous locations (dictatorships, areas with high violent crime/trafficking).
Does this make it _good_ ? No. Is it useful in generally safe areas in (low-corruption) democratic countries? Not really.
Unless disobedience can get you *_killed_* - for example, angering a corrupt official, offending an oppressive regime, or ignoring your parents’ warnings in a high-crime location - this type of punishment will serve no purpose, and is almost certainly counterproductive.
Am I defending beating your children? *NO,* that would be insane. I’m pointing out how it’s important to take situations into consideration before making judgements.
Why am I pointing that out? I’m in a weird mood and fueled by sleep deprivation. No, I’m not sure why I’m in a weird mood. Yes, I know I “need help,” but UA-cam’s a _lot_ cheaper than therapists.
*_Please,_ please _don’t beat your kids - or anyone for that matter._
One time, I had to do a test to get into a good high school (In NSW, we have this thing called the Selective Test), and I got good results, except for math where I got top 25%. Now this may seem good but I’m Asian, and this is basically taboo. When my parents found out, my reaction was, “Yep, I might as well kill myself.” Luckily I still made it into a very good school but I genuinely got depression from that test and the nightmares that followed
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the title has incorrect grammar. my parents are going to end me is a new topic, therefore a new sentece.
*sentance
@@Maximum2.0 That's actually incorrect lmao.
*Sentence. You were incorrect too.
@@Maximum2.0 Imagine trying to correct someone, and failing to do so once.
Plus, I missed 1 N, which could be caused by typing too fast, and you made such a drastic change lol.
@@Fizcakesprite How're you getting salty that someone corrected your grammar when that's what you're also here to do.. Like I'm just genuinely confused. Is this some new meme or something.
Day 8 of commenting that UnderSparked is underrated until I get pinned
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19:15 I have been spanked and that is the only way I would listen to my parents otherwise I would just say yeah and uh huh when they talked to me and just do it again with spankens I would not do it again at ten they just started lecturing me for hours like the first time was 30 minutes then 1 hour then 2 hours then 3 hours then 4 hours then 6 hours then all day and this worked very well I think spakens work to a certain age but at like 10+ it is more helpful to lecture.
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My mom grew up in a household where it was strictly forbidden for boys to hit girls. One day she got into an argument with her older brother & fraudulently screamed, "He hit me!" Her brother rand down the stairs & flew out the door just as their dad was saying, He WHAT?" When he came back, his dad beat the living tar out of him. 30 years later at a family reunion, she confessed to her brother she lied. He didn't even remember it. She carried that guilt around with her for 30+ yr.s!
I used to sneak out & got to my friend's house to party. One time I came home around 5 AM & the lights were on! I told my friend the next day I was busted. He said, "I know." "How?" We must've had some psychic connection, 'cuz he said around 5 AM he heard my voice say in his head, "Oh, shit!"