i used to touch my fathers dick when he was passed out. he was an alcoholic.
For some reason when I was a child I was obsessed with spiders specifically, and would like urge them to come on my hands and then would play with them as they like winded in and out of my fingers all over my fucking hands
very creepy and weird.
And then i kept them in a box and fed them random insects and things for a couple days and then i let them out and got new ones, i got multiple at once so they would have friends in their little hotel room.
I also brought a dead lizard to school for show and tell when i was five. Inside of a special book case that you keep bibles in. I had a weird fascination with dead things i found and would collect them.
And had a tendency to play with poisonous things, I just had a fascination with it. Including snakes.
To top off the creepyness, I was required to check out books from the library and read them at my school. So I checked out books on poisonous spiders... like, and I actually read them.
I was too sheltered and never had an opportunity to do anything creepy until I was past childhood. Helicopter parents + 24/7 supervision.
Most creepy things I did between 14-17 were intentional just bc I was super into emo and trying to act edgy and dark. I can't think of anything unintentionally creepy that I ever did in innocence.