So when I was 6 years old I remember a boy in my class made fun of me in front of the entire class because he saw my underwear. Of course us being little kids he just thought it was funny but I was MORTIFIED. 
I remember being so mad at him that when I saw him on the playground later that day I got close to him, pretended to fall of a swing, then proceeded to rip holes in my pants and purposely scraped my knees up until I was bleeding.
I went to our teacher and was crying my eyes out that this boy pushed me off the swing and hurt me. He was then suspended for a week from school.

Looking back there are a lot of similar times like these growing up. I never hurt people out of just to be mean, it was always because they had hurt me first or bullied me, but then I would always do crazy manipulative things to get them in trouble or make them feel bad.

I don’t do this any more as an adult, but wow I did some crazy shit as a kid.