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Today I have been told to talk about My earliest memory.
Hmmm this is actually a hard one. A lot of what I think is a memory is actually just a story that someone told me about myself that I have turned into a memory (ya get what I’m sayin?).
Maybe I should get myself tested because I believe that I probably have to worst memory in the world. I don’t even remember what I at for lunch yesterday!
My memories of my childhood come in little spurts.I remember playing with barbies in a playroom full of white shelves when I lived out in a trailer in the woods. I remember watching two of the boys at my mom’s daycare play their Pokemon games on the first GameBoys. I remember watching one little boy cry and cry as his mom dropped him off because he had never been to a daycare before. I remember sitting down at our kitchen table with some other kids my age as my mom taught us preschool type things out of a workbook.
I can’t pin point my very first memory, and sometimes it’s hard for me to decipher what is real and what is an elaborate story that I made up while I was a little kid.
Thinking of my earliest memory is a hard thing!
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