29 Awkward Childhood Memories People Can’t Forget

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Do you ever have a memory that pops into your mind out of nowhere and you sit and ponder for it for the next five hours? Like, “What the f*ck was I thinking? Why can’t I get this out of my head?!” That sh*t happens to the best of us, especially with the childhood memories that are equally embarrassing as they are awkward AF.

It’s amazing how much you can remember from when you were a kid. All the weird moments that have occurred are great stories to tell for dinner parties, I’m sure. When I was a kid, my mom loved shopping at department stores and out of boredom, I’d hide in all of the circular clothing racks to amuse myself. Well, she left me in some remote part of a store one time and I panicked. Cried all over the place and the employees called my mom on the intercom. Still remember it to this day.

Don’t even get me started on when I almost peed my pants in fourth grade during a fire drill, either. I somehow had a pretty good hold on my bladder and saved myself from the humiliation. Other kids haven’t been so lucky and have endured having those awkward moments fully ingrained into their memory.

These 29 people share their awkward childhood moments they can’t forget:


As a young child, I stumbled upon my fathers collection of nudey mags. At the ripe age of 13, I had a few hustlers stuffed throughout my room. One week when I was gone on vacation, my gay uncle came and visited. My parents offered up my room, and apologized for the mess. My uncle is a super great guy, and a little OCD, so he decides to clean my room and finds my nudey magazines. The day I got back and went up for some sweet sweet postponed fappage and found a note from my uncle saying he hid them underneath my bed was fairly awkward.


I was in kindergarten and had to use the restroom during recess. Our school was K-8 and the elementary (K-5) restrooms were closed that day. I was told that I would have to walk over to the middle school part of campus and use their restrooms. As a kindergartener however, I was deathly afraid of anyone older than me, so I promptly sh*t my pants on the playground. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the teacher didn’t put my soiled underwear into a ziploc bag in front of the class for me to take home.


A friend had a birthday party at a local pizza/game place. This place had two rooms for parties and another party was next to my friend’s. Little five year old me walked into the pizza place and walked straight into the other kid’s room. Instead of being in the room with my friends, I was stuck in a room of kids that I didn’t know, and they didn’t know me either. Somehow, I made it through the entire party in that room, even giving the kid the birthday gift that I had for my friend. By the time the party was over, my mom came looking for me. When she realized I was in the wrong party, she talked to the kid’s parents, and got my gift back so I could give it to my friend.


I was probably 6 or 7, and I went to my grandma’s house for dinner. I was playing with their little dog (I think a shih tzu) and then it started humping my leg. I did nothing, and then my grandmother proceeds to yell at the dog to stop, and I reply with “No, I like it!”

Written by Irvi Torremoro

Irvi Torremoro is an Austinite by way of Las Vegas. She's worked in various outlets in food & beverage and is now focused on writing, eating all the things, talking about Beyonce, and petting all the puppies. She runs, a lifestyle blog about people in the service industry.