For a while I thought it was from when I was 2 and found a $10 in the mall and my mom gave be $2 for it (RIP OFF!). I have a few more I can't place but they'd be around that same time.
But recently I've had what seems to be a sudden realization of a vivid memory that I haven't thought about for years (since I was in pre-school or early grade school). However, it's so early I'm not sure it's real. But at the same time so incredibly familiar and... memorable I would swear it was a true memory.
The memory I'm talking of is one of me looking at my belly button scab a lot. However, those things fall off at most like a month plus after you're born. That just seems way too early when you logically think about it. But the memory is there and vivid and a memory of feeling and visuals rather than words.
Realistically it would likely be a confabulation since I've never heard of anyone seeing that far into their past due to childhood amnesia which I believe to be caused by old memories being "coded" differently due to language making adults ability to access and understand earlier memories that much more difficult or impossible.
But anyways, I know for sure I reach the age of two.
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Next was age of 3, stroller ride with said horrible father ending with him breaking into a railroad storage shed beside a track... with me still in the stroller and him dumping his own stuff and my bucket, pail and sand shovel in their for some reason. I remember ratting him out to my mother and even leading the police there.... all to get my bucket back.
I remember the epic battle when my granddad finally took out the trash and threw my father out. It was magnificent and he used only one hand to do it.
I got a lot of blank time, but it picks up when I was just turning 4, I remember my birthday card and the "I'm 4" pin my aunt gave me. Oh, and the McDonalds party. Mom was really high-budget.
I wish I could forget everything until I was about 14. That would be nice. So nice.... Imma go in my corner now.
its ok we all have had bad times...
i remember when i was 6 a lot the more i go back the more i lose but i remember my evil step dad and an event of me calling the police and him going to jail for 3 weeks.....
-sits in his corner-
Stop changing gender!! -shakes- :mad: Only panda is allowed to do that.
Hort remembers kissing a babysitter on the cheek when he was 6
Earliest was probably in pre-school though when I got confused where I was supposed to go and just ran in circles.
i don't change gender... i was talking about Shinzon's avatar
cute, i was making out by 7:D
I really should change that. I'm a guy, just a huge Kerrigan fan.
some how i guessed you were a guy but went with "her" idk why...
-pets hort-
Not now, not ever.
Problems solved.
No autopsy, no foul.
I also remember coming home one day and seeing a ketchup bottle on the back porch. I remember asking my dad why it was there, but I don't remember the awnser.
After that my earliest memory is age 4. If you'll note under chronology in that link it mentions the Southeast Milwoods area....that's the area I lived in at the time, luckily it missed our house.
The mental picture that gave me is priceless.
My first memory was coming down the stairs on my third birthday and wondering who these people (my family) were and how I knew their names.
I got over myself and went to play with the toys. They had some cool stuff, like a Hotwheels toy care parking deck thing. The elevator was broken on it, though, and the car I had got stuck.
Recess was interesting. I sat in a car made entirely of rollbars with steering wheels in it. Other kids were climbing over me. Somebody came and got me, pulling me back with the other smaller kids, saying something like I was too young to be playing over there or something.
It's all fuzzy.
Now that I'm huge everything seems farther away than it used to.
I'm pretty sure most people don't notice that but I sure did. Also everything was more impressive when you're small because it's huge. I loved these cardboard bricks that I'd stack and knock it over and pretend it crushed me (lol) but these days I look at the same TRIBBLE and it's like 2 feet tall! I can't get crushed anymore!!!
I thought, "I think I'll cry."
So I did, and mom came and picked me up.
I'm such a *******.
And we'd been to see (who I think was my Aunt's sister) and we'd gone shopping with her, and my mother and my aunt were arguing who'd pay for the milk in Iceland.....
Strange thing is...I have no 'picture' memory of it, but I can remember the details (almost like in a text format) to this day.
living on a caravan site:
i remeber these strange sweet buscuits my dad made, i have never been able to figure out what they were and spent years typing to find it, to no avail.
another time was when i was awake at night wondering around the back of a large gas tank fitted into a portable readiator.
another instance was getting stung by a bee and remember it hurting bad while squirming on the bed and watching the bee die.
another was exploring the local area in the middle of nowhere and getting trapped for a short while in a ditch.
another was wondering out to the main road near a water exchange point and it stank bad, it was replaced that i remember.
another was watching crystal maze on a big color tv for the first time.
getting cut by a sharp part of a tin on my toe and my dad actually walking all the way to the shop 10 miles out to get some plasters and coming back during playing on the computer.. i remember that old cassete tv player game console as well, playing an army game jumping past all the small soldiers only to keep getting run down by a tank, on the computer playing cosmo's cosmic adventures demo or quarantine taxi game.
living in a flat in a village:
the strongest i remember was one christmas day my dad bought a mini pool table and tinny red balls with one yellow ball with a white ball we ended up playing a rack about 5 am in the morning with one small light on.
another was went i finally got on the internet with a 56k connection, noisy thing it was and when my dad was asleep and played Star trek armada against a player named cannedfish.
another was rushing home from secondary school to get some crisps, sweets and can of coke from the shop below and getting on the sofa and watching childish tv shows the bbc used to broadcast, chuckle brothers, how to, kubix were amoungst a few.
another was before the twin towers fell, my dad switched on the tv 1pm on tuesday if i remember the date right and and was doing something before looking at the tv watching with surprise as the twin towers were on fire before they collapsed about an hour later on live bbc tv at the time.
at my mothers:
in a nearby town she married this abusive essex man of 65, he had already father several children with her, they were a few months to two years, anyway i remember playing payday board game during late night with both of them and hated it, played frustration, that plastic dome in the middle was hard to push down at times, played monoploy and my mothers husband at the time he was, used to be balled goldenbo****ks, because he played the game well.
another was shortly after my mother made something to eat, was a cheese sauce, i coughed it back up as it didnt sit well in my stomoch, her husband literally threw me to the floor to clean up the mess with a couple of tissues.
one other time, my mother my sister had a food fight, went to bed and i was woken up by that abusive husband of hers, dragged downstiar, thrown on the floor in front of a half destroyed brusseled sprout, then stood ontop of me and told me to clean it up. clearly i was upset by this.
oh there are so many memories i could share, but it take me a lifetime i dont have.
Next memory is putting a major stack of hay on fire, and getting a cup of water to put it out ( XD )... 5 at that time. Boy were my parents angry.