I was like 3, and I was walking down a road back where my old house used to be. Then it skips all the way up to seven.
My earliest memory, I think, was just waking up one morning when I was like three. I remember the crib. And I remember like absolutely nothing from before that point.
When I was 4 in Oregon, my friend decided to drop a 4x4 on my head.
I was 3 and I had one of these in my hand.
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I remember a chair with a plaid cushion next to a table
In Bournemouth at the age of 5 with my mother, her friend and her daughter looking at miniature towns.
Fun fact: I developed a crush on that girl that didn't end until i left primary school.
When I got out of crib at grandparents.
like 4...
I have a lot of memories of being in a crib and riding in a pram. I also remember climbing out of my crib and being too small to climb back in.
The earliest is probably a memory of being dressed while lying on my back and looking up at my mother. I must have been very, very young for that. It feels like it could have been in the first year of my life.
I have very lucid memories of my early childhood, but there's a big gap somewhere between ages 9 and 13.
when i was around 8? i had the flu and i puked everywhere on the floor and i slipped and fell on it. (i even found this to be funny)
Sleeping in my parents bed when I was 2 or 3, at our old old house
I remember when I was 6, I wanted to visit my friend. I jumped on my tricycle and rode all the way to his house.
Boy was my mum pissed when she got a call from my friends mom.
My ass still hurts :ohdear:
And I also remember playing Duke Nukem and screaming "KICK ASS CHEW BUWBLE GUWM BUT OUT OF GUM" and my Dad would laugh his ass off.
My earliest memory is a nightmare involving Chattering Teeth that I had when I was like two. I was at my Godmother's house when suddenly the teeth on the coffee table come to life and start to eat everything :ohdear:
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Shit is fucking scary.
[QUOTE=superm0ney;27766814]when i was around 8? i had the flu and i puked everywhere on the floor and i slipped and fell on it. (i even found this to be funny)[/QUOTE]
Your earliest memory is from when you were 8?
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[QUOTE=shatteredwindow;27767023]Your earliest memory is from when you were 8?[/QUOTE]
i can't remember anything else besides shitting myself when i was 4.
[QUOTE=superm0ney;27767215]i can't remember anything else besides shitting myself when i was 4.[/QUOTE]
Then wouldn't that be your earliest?
Sitting in a high chair, looking at what I think is a closet door. I was no older than 2 years old at the time. I know I was that young because by the time I was 3 years old we were moving into our third house. This memory is definitely from the first home.
trying to push a toy lawnmower down the stairs, tripping on it, and falling down from the top. And right after that, I remember playing with a toy laptop. from then, my earliest memory is accidently taking a diarrhea dump in my bed and getting it on my favorite stuffed animal which I still have. (we put it in the washing machine)
I remember a day in preschool, but it wasn't significant at all.
All I did was go down a slide, and watch some strange live-action clifford thing.
It haunts me to this day.
I remember boxing my brother with inflatable boxing gloves. Fuck, I miss my childhood.
Remember being in a Hospital when I was 2 because I had some asthma-like disease.
I used to play with my friends all the time there.
I Seriously Remember the first thing I saw when I was born.
Standing in a hallway and talking to my mom.
This was when I was 4 or 5.
When my parents got the red power ranger to come to my house for my 4th birthday
I was in kindergarten and the whole class was gathered around the reading chair, in which the teacher was seated. She held a book with a cover of a crocodile trying to get in a hotel (???).
She announced to the class that [i]I[/i] had brought in a [i]very special[/i] book for her to read to everyone today. I was confused as I had never seen it before. I called out, "No I didn't." I never want(ed) to take credit or blame for anything I did not do, even if it benefit(ed) me. After that, she looked at me with a face very scary for my age... then continued to read the whole book, leaving me paralyzed.
Turns out my mom had brought it in and didn't tell me.
I think I was about three and my asshole friend decided it would be hilarious to hit me in the head with a rake. I didn't pass out, and remember all the blood gushing out. I didn't cry until I saw the blood, but it was kind of freaky.
Climbing out of my crib when I was two and busting a slide chain lock that was installed on my door.
It was my first day of school, got up around 4:00 am, and started puking everywhere, and i got to stay home.
I have no fucking idea what caused me to puke.
I remember pissing in the floor while standing on the toybox in my playroom when i was two and a half.
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