*smiles* I remember when I was about five our so, my grandpa and I would sit on the front porch, eating ice cream. One day I had came across those candy cigarettes, you know? And I sat down beside him and watched him smoke his cigarette for a moment or two and then I put the candy cigarette in my mouth and started to make puffing noises.
"Now, Heather, don't you start pickin' up that habit, it's bad for you. "
I looked up at him and smiled.
" ' kay, grandpa." I bit the cigarette in half and ate it.
"Don't do that either, eating cigarettes, I mean."
"Okay, grandpa."
"Want some more ice cream, Heather."
"Yes. ^_^"

I can really sympathize with those of you that had a rough childhood... I hope your lives start going better. ^^