[SOPi_Jawbreaker]

Thought of some more.

When I was about three, I wanted to know what was inside my dad's cigarettes. My dad had just gotten a new pack and had left it on his nightstand. I took out every cigarette and tore them all apart. My dad was pissed when he saw what I had done.

When I was about four, I took a marker and drew all over my face. My mom got so mad at me. She punished me by grabbing me by the arm, dragging me outside, and cutting my long hair off. She hated having to wash and brush my hair, because it was so hard to detangle. So when I misbehaved by drawing all over my face, that was the last straw.