Mine was opening my eyes and standing in a absolutely pitch black hallway and the only light there was come from the dining room on my right. I walk up to the door and standing there was my brother and sister talking while they were drawing on the dinner table and my mom and dad behind the family computer and everyone was just calm
That maybe beter. When I was 4yo I stood next to my mom who was talking to another mom and was like "...aight, I'm a head out" and decided to walk al the way home (lived in the city basicly) and went on a 40 minute walk alone until my dad caught me right when I reached home. My dad leaved home early because of me๐
I think I was 3 or 4? And my first memory is me trying to make sense of Crash Tag Team Racing's menu because I didn't know English at the time and was purely relying on logic and trial & error to figure out and select the stuff needed. Both very stressful (I once accidentally erased my progress this way) but also very cool - videogames really helped me with learning the language at that point.
What can I say, emotion based motivation is usually the strongest!
(I think I just really liked that opossum lady...)
Dont remember how old I was, but clearly very young, elementary/pre-k age maybe. I remember a birthday party of mine, of being in a puffy blue dress and feeling a plastic crown on my head. It was at a park in where mostly everyone in the community used to have parties at. Im pretty sure I was supposed to be Cinderella. I think I might still have it somewhere tucked away
Feeling prety awesome today! What about you?? I think my earliest memory was trying to touch my little brother's eye when I was two because I thought they looked pretty...
the first thing i ever remember was running around in circles at my aunts house (you could run through the living room through the kitchen around the alley way back through the front door that led to the living room) i kept making circles like that again and again for some reason... then i stopped.. dead in my tracks... about mid way, near the brown leather sofa my aunt had (i remember i was so small my head barely looked over the arm of it) and i thought to myself "i am alive... i am breathing... i am a human....i am going to remember this moment forever" AND THEN CARRIED ON RUNNING AROUND!!! and the funny thing is i do remember... it one of the only memories i have that are this vivid... its so weird... what happened to me, i gained consciousness and continued to fuck about... i love life, its so weird
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What can I say, emotion based motivation is usually the strongest!
(I think I just really liked that opossum lady...)
AND THEN CARRIED ON RUNNING AROUND!!!
and the funny thing is i do remember... it one of the only memories i have that are this vivid... its so weird... what happened to me, i gained consciousness and continued to fuck about... i love life, its so weird