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101.
Involuntary witness (00000055)
2 comments
2.8/5 (118 Votes)
I have to make a super-embarrassing confession here. One morning, my girlfriend and I wake up in bed in her parents' apartment. After a quick trip into the kitchen for water, she ventures: "Looks like both my parents are at work, what do you say let's do it?" Of course, we left the bedroom door open and really started banging away. It bears mentioning in this regard that my girlfriend can get pretty loud when we get physical in which I join her with rank abandon. After a while (we of course had tuned out everything as we went at it) we suddenly hear clearly quite a bit of noise being made in the kitchen. We both stifled it and lay there quiet as church mice, since someone apparently was home after all! It should be added that in the apartment you can see when someone goes from the living room through the hall into the kitchen and of course, vice versa! After lying still for ten minutes, I suddenly see out of the corner of my eye as my girlfriend's father tries to tiptoe unnoticed into the living room. The poor man had to listen for a good, long time, which must have seemed like an eternity to him, to me taking care of his daughter. The whole thing was so embarrassing that I couldn't look him straight in the eyes for a couple of weeks, and neither could he.

Posted on 08.08.2009, 05:12:35 CET
102.
Pink and Clear (00000161)
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2.8/5 (117 Votes)
At the age of six, I started school and entered the first grade. My brother was already in sixth grade and my mother forced him to take me along so I didn't have to go alone. So I always went with him and his friends to school, but at a certain appropriate distance from them. I often didn't understand what the boys talked about, until one time I heard a few snippets of conversation about a toy. It came in many different colors and you could play great games with it. In my childish innocence, I assumed they were talking about Gameboys. So I spoke up and interrupted the conversation, "Yeah, my brother and I both have one. Mine is pink and his is clear and we play with them together all day!" Everyone burst out laughing, while my brother blushed red, glared at me, and swore. I didn't find out until much later that the conversation was about dildos and vibrators. I'm sorry that my brother was bullied and teased the rest of the year about that.

Posted on 16.10.2012, 23:22:12 CET
103.
Toy Fire Trucks (00000191)
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2.8/5 (85 Votes)
When i was five, i visited my grandfather at his nursing home. We were best of friends. One day, I brought my mini fire trucks to play with. On that day, a women who was very old and fragile stepped on my fire truck, She then slipped on them and I started to laugh, she was then shipped to the hospital and was pronounced dead. This had haunted me all my life.

Posted on 16.11.2012, 16:36:49 CET
Place: Baltimore Maryland
104.
Brutally insane (00000350)
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2.8/5 (94 Votes)
I can't help but remember how people have bullied me in the past, and I think about wanting to repeatedly stab them or poison them, or kill them in any brutal way. I want them all suffer. How dare they make fun of my sexuality! How dare they! I hope they burn in hell.

Posted on 02.04.2013, 05:43:08 CET
105.
Great Moments in the Life of a Toilet Pumper Truck Driver (00000187)
1 comments
2.8/5 (89 Votes)
In the summer of 2009, I [...]
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Posted on 12.11.2012, 03:15:40 CET
106.
Me,My Girlfriend, and I (00000262)
0 comments
2.8/5 (84 Votes)
Well A couple of months ago [...]
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Posted on 07.02.2013, 05:44:13 CET
107.
Joker at Who Wants To Be A Millionaire (00000007)
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2.8/5 (133 Votes)
I was the joker at "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" and on purpose gave a wrong answer, so the idiot wouldn't get the 16,000 Euro.

Posted on 10.01.2007, 21:17:00 CET
108.
Pit Bull (00000212)
1 comments
2.8/5 (70 Votes)
Since my earliest childhood days, I [...]
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Posted on 22.12.2012, 04:48:21 CET
109.
Ford Fiesta (00000045)
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2.8/5 (109 Votes)
My neighbor drives an old banger of a ford fiesta. The exhaust died a long time ago and the noises coming out of that car are to that effect. Punctual at 5.30 am, when he drives it out of the garage, I am wide awake and upright in my bed. It seems to feel like a small eternity before he, with running engine, has finished saying good bye to his wife and locking the garage . I found out by coincidence that all old ford keys fit in all old fords. You can't open the cars with them, but you can lock them.

So the next Wednesday morning I lay in ambush and waited until my neighbor went back into the house and the car was parked up with running engine. Locking the car with the Ford Mondeo key I had borrowed from my father was a matter of seconds. My neighbor returned and cursed wildly. He couldn't get into the car and there it was, clattering horribly. It got frantic, as the wife couldn't find the spare key either. I was watching the scene from behind my curtains, pissing myself laughing. After about 15 minutes a police car appeared, as apparently one of the other neighbors was fed up with the nightly interruptions. The policemen couldn't access the car either. Since no solution seems to be apparent, I returned to my bed. Only around 7 am it became quiet again. At first I presumed he was out of petrol and peeped out the window. About 10 neighbors, 2 patrol cars & an AA car were gathered outside. I assume it was thanks to the AA guy that my neighbor could finally access his car and switch off the engine. Since than I have gathered that the nasty pertubator had to join the AA for their help and the police fined him with a ticket for disturbance of the peace and a costly failing's card for his car. He changed his exhaust the same day. Since than the world is ok again at 5.30 am.

Posted on 09.07.2009, 11:45:41 CET
110.
Flies On Their Tummy (00000490)
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2.8/5 (196 Votes)
When I was younger, I would get bullied a lot. Maybe because I was chubby, or maybe not. I don't remember. The girls who bullied me were really mean. So one day, I punched them both in the stomach, and scratched their faces out of the yearbook. Stupid as I was, being only in second grade, I told the teacher there was a fly on their stomachs, and that I scratched their faces out because I accidentally scribbled on it. I was really dumb, but come on, for a second grader saying "There was a fly on their stomach" was pretty clever wasn't it?

Posted on 12.06.2013, 03:02:31 CET
111.
Being A Witch (00000524)
1 comments
2.8/5 (212 Votes)
I have lied to my friend for being a witch, and been into witch craft. I lied to my family for little stupid things. I think going gay that I'm going to force myself to be straight. Is it wrong that you want to be a witch, so you can help people and be a healer.

Posted on 21.07.2013, 04:39:17 CET
Place: South Marielabury
112.
I touch... (00000353)
0 comments
2.8/5 (77 Votes)
Stimulation and lustful thoughts have occurred, and I am so sorry for my sins. I always wish I could take things back but there is no way to do so, and I hope that God can forgive me because I wanted to do confession now, and there is no way of me being able to get to a church at this point, and time.

Posted on 03.04.2013, 17:14:48 CET
113.
The Chicken (00000394)
2 comments
2.8/5 (141 Votes)
My brother (8) has always been a very quiet and shy child. Unfortunately it's the case that this kind of child is bullied and harassed by others. When I was visiting my parents, he sometimes told me with tears in his eyes how cruel the other children are to him, and sometimes it’' almost unbelievable what goes on at this elementary school. The teacher has long since noticed this problem of course, so I asked her for help several times, but it seems like she isn't doing anything. I've also spoken to the main bully before school many times while his mother was there, but the chicken just laughed at me and went away with his shrugging mother. Now for my confession. A few days ago, I (f/24) was visiting my parents again, and since the weather was so nice, I took my brother and one of his friends to the playground. After about an hour, the bully and another boy showed up. I don't know if he noticed me, but he started cursing my brother and his friend right away. Rarely in my life have I experienced such a negative atmosphere. It's hard to believe the kind of language he was using. Just when I was getting up from the bench to give a piece of my mind to this chicken, he picked up a rock and slammed it into my brother's head. I saw red. I ran over and grabbed the boy by his T-shirt and lifted him off the ground. He looked at me completely shocked, but then he laughed loudly and said, "I'm not afraid of girls!" I was so angry at this moment that I slapped him several times. I only left him alone when he started to cry. I am quite shocked at my behavior. I really love my brother more than anything, but I would never have thought that I would be capable of such a thing. It goes against all my principles, and I'm really sorry. I wasn't in control of myself. I have no idea if this boy told his parents about it or not. But anyway, he's left my brother alone since then.

Posted on 27.04.2013, 23:23:30 CET
114.
Gun's And Roses (00000534)
0 comments
2.8/5 (269 Votes)
I (f/23) have an obsession with Axl Rose, I have orgasms to his voice, his videos and his pictures, I know that addiction is wrong but I stalk him everyday, because I love him.

Posted on 11.08.2013, 03:06:38 CET
Place: Ernieview
115.
Blue mass (00000039)
0 comments
2.8/5 (106 Votes)
When I was about 10 years old, I went on holiday to my cousin in France. They are all catholic and keep running to church. I had to come and really hated it. So one day, before a Sunday mass, I poured blue ink into the holy water. Half of the church goers had blue spots in their faces before anyone noticed. My cousin was suspecting me immediately, but couldn’t prove it. I do regret the silly prank today, but it was funny!

Posted on 20.06.2009, 15:34:06 CET
Place: Mulhouse, France
116.
Blaming the Maid (00000136)
1 comments
2.8/5 (127 Votes)
During 2011, my friends texted me to hang out at the mall (a very popular place in my country). Even though i didn't have any money to grab a bite to eat or anything, I still accepted their propasal. So how did I get the money? I know my dad's daily routine very well. Around 6 pm, my dad usually goes to the mosque to pray, and I know he always leaves his wallet on the table. I went upstairs and took $100. At first, I thought my dad wouldn't realize that the money was gone because he doesn't usually count his money, so I didn't worry. The next day, I heard my mom yelling at the maid because she thought that the maid took it. She kept insisting she didn't until my mom finally believed her. My mom asked me if I took the money, and I didn't admit to it. So my mom was furious with the maid again until the maid lifted the holy Quran and swore to my mom that she didn't take it. When the fight was over, I wanted to confess to my parents, but I was too afraid. I let the maid take the blame. For many months, my memory has haunted me, but I'm still afraid to confess. I hope I have the strength to confess and be forgiven.

Posted on 02.01.2012, 21:13:27 CET
Place: Brunei Darussalam
117.
Plagarism (00000129)
1 comments
2.8/5 (198 Votes)
I had a 10 page report due the next day that I hadn't even started. Even though I'd had over a month to do it, I'd still somehow ended up procrastinating, as usual. Well I'm a pretty lazy person, so I end up copying and pasting everything from websites into a report. I'd done this hundreds of times (plagarized), but this time I finally got caught. I got a big fat 0 on the report (I couldn't have cared less) and my parents were called. They were pretty dissappointed in me, but didn't do anything. I still plagiarize things to this day

Posted on 09.10.2011, 10:12:57 CET
Place: California
118.
Sick Sad Little World (00000507)
1 comments
2.8/5 (117 Votes)
When I was about 17, I [...]
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Posted on 08.07.2013, 05:09:32 CET
119.
Thirsty in the Night (00000140)
1 comments
2.8/5 (121 Votes)
When I was 15 (f), I [...]
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Posted on 17.02.2012, 17:54:02 CET
120.
Small, Successful Corner Shop (00000156)
0 comments
2.8/5 (162 Votes)
About 10 years ago, I (m/32) took over a kind of village shop because my father died unexpectedly. I didn't actually want to take over the shop because I was still very young. Since my two siblings also didn't want to take over the shop because they both had higher goals, I did it, mostly out of love for my mother who was very attached to the business. I always got to listen to the same prophesy rom my dear siblings who said that I wouldn't keep the business for three years since no one stood a chance against the big stores in the cities. They always had a big laugh about that. At first it really was a lot of work. 14 hour days were not unusual for me because I still had to do orders and accounting work after normal business hours. I made just enough money to live and I was lucky that I didn't have to pay any rent for the shop location since I took it over along with the business. I also thought that I couldn't withstand the big stores for long.

Meanwhile, the situation changed against all expectations because the elderly people from our village buy almost everything from me since it is difficult to get into the city at their age. The young client is also increasing since not everyone can afford a car or wants to ride 30 minutes on the bus to the city. In short, I'm probably won't become a millionaire with the shop, but I have more than enough for my wife and two children, I can pay off the house, and can also have a treat now and then. Now for my confession: It's currently not going well for my siblings financially and so they regularly ask me for discounted food prices. I don't agree with it since my other customers have to pay full price. In addition, they always put me down since I took over the store. I offer them quality goods that are about to expire for free. I could slap the both of them when they suggest that I stick the business etc. up my butt and that I'm an egotist.

Posted on 11.10.2012, 15:19:07 CET

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