thought i was a sociopath after burning tissue and killing ants
I would gather snails and make them race. The losers(+any snail that didn't go in the direction I wanted it to go) got its shell crushed. My aunt asked me at some point "don't you feel bad for them? Those snails got a mom and dad just like you". I retorted with "are those mom and dad also snails?" "yes" "me:*squashes snail*".
Also loved catching all the spiders I could find in the garden in a plastic battle and watching them fight it out, they all ended up dead in there, a bottle with 20-30 dead spiders is quite disgusting now that I think about it.
In 5th grade I created a crytopgraphic system so my friends and I could pass notes, and if the teacher took them, she wouldn't be able to read them. I don't remember how it worked, but I'm pretty sure it was just straight ass. I think the teachers just acted like they couldn't read them so they could keep tabs on us.
Then one day, I get called into the office. The principal has one of the notes I wrote, and it said some shit like "the teachers are committing atrocities against us." And then she started yelling at me, asking me if I knew what an atrocity was (I did, I picked it up from playing Alpha Centauri).
I also used to write a lot of bloody Civil War stories in my writing class, full of cursing. I would write like "F**K!" I told the teacher I was trying to make it realistic, but she wasn't having it.