My earliest human memory is when I was four, I got mad at my brother while we were waiting for my mom to get her bourse, sac à main and stuff. So while we waited, I all of a sudden bit is wittle hand! :P well, my mom wasn't satisfied so I ended up having to apologize...no wonder my mom called me Violent Victoria :D
I was probably a baby, maybe an infant of 7 months?
I remember my vision being very blurry, and a dark figure moving across the ceiling. I now think that it was my father, since he's African American and I lived with him for the first 10 months of my life. :I
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Oh.. I thought toi mean yor dad was walking on the ceiling.. Like a araign? e, araignée
when i was 4 i was at my grandma house in the backyard and i step in a ant pile and i was screaming and yelling i still have the bites on my feet but that's the earliest for me cuz i don't remember things :/
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it's the first time I hear of ants that bite people :/
i was like 3 and i rember seeing needles all over a table, tableau and pills and my mom never being accueil and different men in my house all the time and a burning sensation in my ear...and getting raped:( but i dont remembr the raping i jus remembr it felt like someone was stabbing me with a bunch of knives......(my birth mom was a druggie and was always in and out o jail and they say i was raped when i was three..im adopted now...but yeah dont pity me please)
When I was three. I was sitting on the cuisine counter waiting for my hot chocolat to be done. When it was done I drank it right away and burnt my tounge. I had my tounge hanging out for two days afterward because it hurt so much :P
I think my earliest memory was when I was a baby... I was trying to sit up but I kept falling down on back... And I was getting mad that everyone made such a big deal of me falling down. (There were like 4 adults surrounding me.)
I remember when i was young, (it was before kindergarten, before my dad left and when we actually lived in our OWN house) staying inside with the dog and chats that i used to have while my sister played with another little girl that always used to hurt me (my very first bully) while my sis didn't notice ou care.
When i was 6 , i used to l’amour Batman cause i l’amour the he looks and for me his a night and shining Armour,i l’amour his color as well (black) when my Mom brought me to a Mall , there i saw Batman .. i run after him and hug him tight from the back ,then Batman faced me and took off the mask ."who are you?" he asked , then i was like gone blank , speechless ." i l’amour Batman , and your Batman ?!" i a dit in a high voice .. he step back and shout at me .. " i l’amour Batman too , but he's not real ! im not real too ! " then turned back . There I tried to forget bout that Batman .. and im searching that kid until now ..
my earliest human memory...achoo choo is when i was 4 years old and i already had a crush on someone though i am just a kindergarten,,,,,hahahahaa...lol
I think I was 2 ou 3 and I stabbed my brother's hand. I didn't know it was a knife. Whenever I do something harsh, he always brings that up and I feel bad.
My 2nd birthday party, my mom and brother were there and they got me this Ariel cake which I was really excited about but I remember tasting really gross, good memory.
