ok when i was younger i could go out in the street and sit on street corners and walk in the middle of a street and cross a street without getting ticket for j walking and or getting hit by a car. i used to live in a country were there weren't any of the laws that are in the u.s also i lived in a village and there weren't man vehicels and so i didnt have to worry about getting hit by a car...
also, there i could walk the street by myself at midnight without worrying about getting mugged or w/e it was a very safe environment and a great place to grow up... although there was minimal technology..that was the only set back...
I'm thirteen right now, so I guess I don't have a lot of "young" memories since I'm still young ._.
What was special at you when you were young?
I'm pretty sure you meant "for you". I was 4-ish and I had this Pikachu doll, I loved it so much, in fact I keep it in a memory box :'
What were your absolute memories?
This isn't a "good" memory, but it's funny. I was a first-born so I was naturally spoiled (._.), and I drank from a baby bottle until I was 5 years old and one day my mom said "-My name here- I threw your bottle away!" I got so mad that I went to the trash can and looked for it... ._.
Your scary moments?
I was around 9 (I think, I don't remember) and I watched Scary Movie 3, I saw that Grudge girl and I started to freak out. I used to be able to go shower by myself and go to my room by myself, but I watched that and didn't go anywhere myself for a week.(So no shower)
Your shining moments? Your quirks?
Hmm... My shining moments.. Maybe when I had started Middle School. I dunno what happened though.
I remembered a "Shining Moment" now! I was 11 years old and I wanted to get this doll in a crane machine to prove I was better then my cousin and I got it! It ate up $9 worth of quarters though .
And when I was in 3rd grade this kid (he was 1 year older then me) kept making fun of me cause of my race (He said he was "kidding" and I started to chase after him and I caught up to him and tackled him. I started to kick him and then a yard-duty walked up and told me to say sorry. I didn't, and I got a citation and I had to go to the Principal's office like 3 months later. When she told my parents this my dad was like "He made fun of you?" Me: "Yea." Dad: "So you hit him because of that, nothing else?" Me: "Yea." Dad: "Good job."
My parents don't care if I beat someone up if someone's making fun of me or my family/friends.
"He made fun of you?" Me: "Yea." Dad: "So you hit him because of that, nothing else?" Me: "Yea." Dad: "Good job."
I totally loled at that.
I remember up until last year I used to shoplift every day almost, never been caught. I stopped because my friend got caught, and because I was with the ******* I got banned, although I didn't take anything than, because I knew I would get caught because of him.
I got the memories of grade school personally. Those were the days pulling pranks and stuff greasing chairs with carmex, glueing locks shut, getting into fights ovef little things those were the easy times in life they just pass you by.
i remember a scary one i had a dream that these dogs were talking to me and i couldnt stretch out my legs or they would bite me and then when i woke up my legs were straight and i had a tooth mark in my leg
I remember when I was...hm.. five years old? Yes five years old. I was so carefree so happy. When I was a six year old still carefree, still happy with friends now(I went to school with 6 years old if I remember it well). Then the dark times came.
My dad arriving home drunk and start beating my mom. Myself calling the police. My dad spending a few years in jail. Then my dad coming home again and this time beating me up. He beated the sh!t out of me for calling the police "/.
And it continued till I was 13 years old when my dad almost killed my mother with a handgun.
Then better times came again when my dad went to jail again. He now has a 15 years to spend in jail.
And now that I am 17 I'm happy, carefree, bored because school (:P) and with friends and a new dad that takes care of me like a lion takes care of is babies.
I've had a few bad memories and a few good ones.. I went to mount everest once, ate purple bananas and rode a donkey-pig (his father was a pig and mother was a donkey). I went to Atlantis too. Great. I died once though, but i got resurrected from a level 666 resurrection spell. I am just making this up and I have been wasting your time. Have a great day.
