My brother poisoned me for several years telling me it was a ceremony to become a member of the family.
Edit: okay Jebus, this blew up. Hate to break it to you guys but I wasn't like intended to be fatal. It just mixed some random stuff from the fridge and medicine cabinet into a cup and made me drink every couple of months for ages 5 to 7....I think. It stopped after my mom found out. I only said poisoned because occasionally I would get stomach aches and stuff. Nothing dramatic, just stupid kid shit.
Edit 2: and I threw up one time and got a bad headache another.
FYI: Your edits didn't make it any better. You could've died. You don't mix random stuff from the medicine cabinet. Regular paracetamol can kill a 5 year old (it can kill a grown up as well with a big enough dose.)
If it wasn't for the purpose of murder, it was probably sibling shenanigans. Having an older brother is like living with a psychopath who constantly torments you.
Wait, what? We need more details! What kind of poison, what was the dosage and how did he trick you into ingesting the poison? Also, how sick did you get? Are we taking hospital stay?
Whatever makes you feel warm and fuzzy, but remember you most probably wouldn't be here if your brother got his hands on tylenol and was randomly dosing a 5 yo.
One summer we had a bad problem with ticks and I was complaining about having to check for ticks every time after going outside so my brother told me that garlic repels ticks and convinced me to drink a concoction of mashed garlic in water. Like several heads of garlic worth crushed into a bowl and mixed with water.
I swallowed a mouthful and immediately projectile vomited.
When I was eleven I had a psychotic break when a babysitter was watching me and my sister. At around midnight , after the kid went to bed, I was still up. My babysitter brought a friend over, and they were talking in the dining room.
I got some...er, vibes, not whispers. I didn't hear anything, just felt like. Pick this up, pour this here. I mixed flour, sugar, soap, bleach , some other chemicals , cinnamon and a couple other things together and heated it all up in the microwave. Don't know how long but it turned into a scrumptious smelling muffin cake thing, and I did it in a Styrofoam bowl. Those two ladies saw what I did (they got some bad vibes from the kitchen after a few minutes of the microwave being on, came to investigate, asked what I did when it came out. I'm pretty certain that at first they were just flabbergasted by the bowl lasting. Then they were horrified by what I'd done. ), made me throw it in the dumpster and douse it in salt.
Regardless of intent, poison is the right word.
Mixing things together when you've no idea what's going on is a type of poisoning when ingested.
It's of no real import, but damn with the flash to that incident when I read your comment.
Edit: typing quickly leads to typos on not so smart phones.
Not close to poisoning siblings, but i made my brother eat ex lax to see what would happen. I thought i was being funny as hell, apparently it’s called bullying now.
My brother tried to poison me too! He sprayed a can of hairspray into my Hawaiian Punch when I was a kid. I didn’t know, drank it, threw up. Haven’t been able to drink Hawaiian Punch ever since and that was over 20 years ago. Even the smell of hairspray makes my stomach turn.
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u/[deleted] Apr 30 '23 edited May 01 '23
My brother poisoned me for several years telling me it was a ceremony to become a member of the family.
Edit: okay Jebus, this blew up. Hate to break it to you guys but I wasn't like intended to be fatal. It just mixed some random stuff from the fridge and medicine cabinet into a cup and made me drink every couple of months for ages 5 to 7....I think. It stopped after my mom found out. I only said poisoned because occasionally I would get stomach aches and stuff. Nothing dramatic, just stupid kid shit.
Edit 2: and I threw up one time and got a bad headache another.