what age are you..

Im only 13, and I have no short term mmemory, but my long term is GREAT. I remember being in california, for like the month I was there before my biological father was being a dick.

 

I remember being potty trained (I was finished potty training by the age of two).

 

i have a memory of me being taken out of my mother (c section) and being souronded by people wearing green(scrubs) and bright lights. i also remeber cying a lot and my moms sweaty but smiling face.

 

i can remember stuff when i was under 4 but i'm not sure exactly what age. its weird though, because i picture myself in third person all the time when i'm remembering things

 

It was time for bed and I checked on my Guppies. They were dead. My Dad suggested that they might be alive in the morning if we put salt in the water. Looking back I hope he was looking to get some that night and I hope he did. It was probably the iodine in the salt that made it not work. Dads know everything.

 

i think i was two..cause i couldnt really say much //seriously i remember the time when i was walking away from the house and i ended up somewhere far from home (AKA neighboors down the street) and i think they called the cops to find out who i was or whatever..but anyhows i remember walking away from the house!!great parents eh?

 

It's weird, but the first thing I remember was a dream I had when I was about 1 or 2 - I don't remember anything else from when I was that young though.

(the dream involved a huge spider ... and I've been arachnophobic ever since lol)

 

when I was 3 or 4 I used to live in the block of flats on the 8th floor I used to come to the glass balcony door and watch the city at night and I still remember that in the darkness I always saw the light cross on the top of the church tower.... I also remember (but it was some time later) when I was standing on the balcony looking down at a guy (my neighbour from 10th floor or something..) who juped through the window and he was laying there on the grass dead..that is quite unforegetable
and in the kindergarten I used to cry most of the time because they wanted me to eat.. um.. well.. I could say much more

 

Oh and I remembered something which was much earlier.. when I was about 1,5 or 2 I used to make up songs myself (I learnt to talk very fast but I never learnt to sing.. ) and when I was on the holidays with my parents I woke them up at night with my singing and they put me out the door and I told them that I will go away and never come back ..

 

Somewhere between 3-4, but maybe a little earlier than that. I remember sitting on the stairs in the house eating fruit cocktail. I think I was younger than 2, now that I really think about it.

 

I'm thinking around 3 or 4 as well. And I'm 29 now.

 

Four years old

 

3 - 4 years old.

 

2 Years old. i remember sitting on my bed while my mom was folding laundry in my room. I asked her when I would turn seven and she taught me how to find out by counting on my fingers. From then on i had an obsession with math
Another memory when I was 2 I was helping my dad fix the fence... dont remember much of that one though

 

I must have been almost 3. I remember my parents bringing my little brother home from hospital. He was much cuter as a baby

 

I remember when I was two ( and my sister was 12) that we were playing in her room and she had a friend over, I was a little nudest and took of all my clothes and her friend thought it was cute, then her friend tickled me and I got a little hard on

haha good times being little

 

I have a memory from my 2nd birthday poarty... I had somehow scratched my forearm from top to bottom and showed my grandmother and remember her freakin out.

 

I was 3 when it comes to my earliest memory. I remember a man my mom was dating had swooped me up and held me up in the air over his head and sort of flew me around in that way that adults do with little kids.

 

7

 

I couldn't have been more than 2.. mom put me in the crib for a nap, which I never took anyway and usually ended up climbing out, or unhinging the bars once I figured out how, but I digress. This is the most vivid memory I can recall from that long ago.. so I'm tossing and turning, trying to sleep (yeah, 2-year-olds suffer from insomnia too, apparently) and I start staring up at this blue and white needlepoint teddy bear picture someone made for me.. the fucking teddy bear turned its head and stared dead at me with red glowing fucking eyes and GROWLED at me like a god damn grizzly bear. No shit.

Trippin' the fuck out at 2 years old. The pieces are finally starting to fit together...