Some people remember things way earlier but I didn't really start remembering fully until around 2000-2001 or 4/5 years old. There's this one memory though idk how old I was but I remember having a moment of clarity just sitting in the middle of my room playing with toys like I literally remember thinking I'm here and I'm alive or something along those lines. Looking back its kind of freaky like my soul hit my body right then and there.
I, as a savant, knew my place in this universe the second I came out of the womb. For it was then I knew at the ripe age of 1 day that everyone around me suffered from a terrible lack of intelligence. My life up until this point has been one big memory, I remember every second of my life...I guess that is what being smart gets you *chuckle*. If you don't believe me...that's fine...for I know that I am not feigning IQ, everything I am is rooted in fact.
I was playing around on my cool kid ™ skateboard while my brother was building a sick ramp out of plywood for us to do jumps off of, and then i was walking on the ramp to see how it held up and there were several nails just hammered through the top and long story short i had a nail go slice through my entire foot when i was like 5 or 6
Alright picture this:
Coming out of my mother’s womb
my brother catching me after i slid(mostly tumbled) down my old twos story houses stairs in a laundry basket
3rd or 4th birthday, i was obsessed w my dad's friend/co-worker at radio shack, travis, and he showed up at my birthday party and got me pokemon snap
i was ecstatic
i'll post a serious one real quick lmfao, a few years after I moved to New York after leaving Canada I vividly always remember like in my preteens and younger years just shooting the ever living shit out of friends and people during snowy winters, I remember we would do turf wars with nerf guns and snowballs etc and the parents always watched and laughed and generally this was my favorite time being a og kid.
I would trade anything to be back at that time, snowy winters, a kid with no responsibilities and stress and shooting eachother with nerf guns and snowballs good times.
I don't remember anything past the day i woke up on our front pouch sidewalk covered in mosquitos, same time just had many old memories from my old house not something i can very well forget.
my first memory was definitely when i was standing on my stacks of cash i had at 2 years old, i remember i was wearing a chain and had my baby teeth in a grill and really was just feeling great. after i left the whitehouse i got to drink from my diamond studded bottle and was really happy. sadly thats all i remember