Darkness.
Then boom. Suddenly my eyes are open. I see a window, with a wall made of wood surrounding it. Outside, a tree, fully covered in a beautiful green, is shaking in the breeze.
As I lay in bed, I wonder,
"Where am I?"
Flipping shit on a kid who stole my Lego policeman in day care.
I have lots of memories of me being 4 but I think I have one from when I was three years old. I was bored and my sister's (she was 13 or something back then) friend was at our house. There are two things I remember of this girl, she was named 'Esther' and that she had this mint gum breath. I don't even remember her face.
being a little shit and dropping tomatoes on a staircase, and proceeding to "clean" it out with coca-cola
I remember seeing my mum leave to go driving in her old 80s Volkswagen Beetle from when I was 1 or 2.
Earliest memory was probably me in an apartment flat in Latvia (USSR). Then the next memory was my on a train to the Moscow airport (we flew to America).
I puked on my dad in my preivious home.
I don't exactly remember which one out of these two memories it is, but I know they both happened when I was about 1 or 2.
It could either be me and my parents in my old home sleeping in the smallest room because we didn't have any furniture yet
Or it could be when I was flying on a 747 (Starboard wing seat at the window) bound for my grandparents.
I'm pretty sure it's the former, but the latter is probably why i'm who I am.
My earliest memory?
Motherfucking jolly-jumper bitches.
Waking up to go to school.
:smith:
Earliest I have is, my mom was listening to music, and I remember gray walls or something.
On the beach in Hawaii, playing in the sand with a little blue shovel.
I was 1 year old and I was in a parade in the [Url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seville_Expo_%2792]Expo 92[/Url]. That, I think, was my earliest memory. After that I don't remember much, I started having conscience of myself and remembering anything I did when I turned 6 (First year of primary school)
I remember falling down a ditch, hitting my tooth really hard on a rock, then going to the hospital to pull the completely black teeth out when I was 2 years old.
Man...
Sitting on the potty next to my brother who was on the toilet. Good times, good times...
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