Your most vivid childhood memories?

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I've been thinking about my childhood a lot lately since being inside more often gave me a lot more time to think.
So...
What are your most vivid childhood memories? What memory do you remember most of?
Here's my most vivd memory. It's kind of sad.

When I was 4 I started Kindergarten like any other kid. My birthday just so happens to land a week after school starts where I live, so I was the first person to get any kind of special treatment in class.
My mom had asked me if I wanted a birthday party since I never really had one before, my family would just come over for a little bit and have some cake and leave. Of course I said yes, because my sisters had a birthday party and it sounded fun to me. So I invite some kids from my class I hung out with sometimes, and on the day of my party...
no one showed up.
I spent the rest of the day playing with the party bag toys in my room alone, i'm pretty sure.
now that i think about it, my entire year of kindergarten was sad because we had one of those double-slides you could race down, and I would just race alone.

Nearly 10 years later and KG is still painful to think about.
(here's some more memories. They're pretty memorable, but not as much as the first one lol)
-Making the big move of moving from a trailer house in a rural area, to an actual house in the city when I had just turned 4 years old
-While still living in the rural area, me and my older sisters would go to my grandmas house during the summer to swim in her pool and jump on her trampoline
-Lowkey roasting the kids in my preschool class, but since I had moved I roasted the kids in my new class. I still roast people in my class lol
-My dad who showed me and my sisters Animal Crossing for the first time in 2011 when the trailer for NL came out. He knew about the series prior, but we never got it bc he thought it looked boring. To be honest I thought it looked really boring like my dad, but my sisters thought it looked cool and they ended up getting it. 3 years later one of them forced me to play it. And I couldn't stop. 9 years later and now i'm here :)
-Being horrified of when Link would put on a mask for the first time in LoZ Majora's Mask, and also the scene where he would transform into a wolf for the first time in Twilight Princess.
-Watching my dad play video games for entertainment when me and my sisters were little (we never really outgrew that)
-Waking up in the morning and watching older Nickelodeon/Disney Channel
 
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hoo boy. when i was like 9 or 10, my parents and i moved into a new apartment that wasn’t great at all. there was no lighting besides lamps, bugs everywhere and basically just a bunch of inconveniences.

the move really took a toll on my parents and they fought almost constantly. one day, my father wanted my mom to drive him to his mother’s house so that he could pick up his mail but my mom wasn’t having it as her mom was visiting. i was asleep at the time but when i woke up, my dad had packed all his things and left - i found out by my mother telling me as he couldn’t be bothered to say goodbye or anything (and during the like,, week he was gone, he never called once so we love not being cared about😍)

anyways, this whole situation was a dream come true as any restrictions i had about staying up all night, how long i could play on the computer, etc vanished as he wasn’t around to complain and my mother didn’t really care.

but this all ended when my uncle (one of mom’s brothers) randomly showed up. this was the first and was the last time i’d met him and didn’t really know what to do about him lmao. long story short, something happened about a week after my father left that left my mother frustrated and angry and she decided to take out her anger by punching the fridge. well, mom broke her hand and that’s when she called my father to come home.

this was a wild time and i’m shocked that i remember so much of it as my memory is pretty crappy lmaoo
 
-Being acknowledged by a teacher for reading books during break time while all the other kids were having fun.

-Being stubborn and not wanting to go into the classroom for a Valentine’s Day related activity in elementary school, but then speaking about how much I love my mom with her present.

-Riding a scooter down a very steep hill and chipping half of one of my permanent front teeth off (had to get a fake replacement that looks real).

-Eating popsicles by the pool on a hot summer day.

-Thinking adults were so well composed and mature and wondering what it was like to be an adult (lol).

-Playing Animal Crossing for the GameCube with my older sister and developing a major love for the series.

-Staying up all night with a friend at the time to unlock all the hidden Super Smash Brothers Melee characters.

-Going to some sports playoff games and being amazed.

-Playing Pokemon for the first time with Diamond at age 10 and getting stuck at the clown part in Jubilife City, but then getting past it with the help of a friend.

-Getting a coupon for a martial arts place at age 10 during Christmas which gave me my love for it and I still go to martial arts to this day with great passion.

There’s probably more, but those are the most memorable ones. :)
 
my first sleep paralysis when i was 11

i slept alone - almost pretty much soundless and dreamt about what most 11yr old girls dream about. my room was the one at the end of the hall and i had no problem going to it when it was time for bed. but that night was different ;; the lights down the hallway were dim and my room was dark - so when i was walking towards it i felt like the darkness was just gonna devour me.

i slept pretty fine despite being terrified that night. but in the middle of the night i woke up without feeling sleepiness or discomfort - and i was absolutely sure i was awake. i couldn’t sleep after i woke up, so i just sorta lied there for 30 minutes.

i did sleep after what felt like an hour, but it only lasted for a few minutes before i felt a weight on my chest and i opened my eyes to see a frail girl with short hair but bangs covering her eyes. i couldn’t breathe - her knees were just pressing into my chest harder and harder and the room was getting smaller and i just lied there ;; too afraid to do anything at all. i didn’t even realize i was crying until my brother woke me up and it was already morning.

i still remember it so vividly 8 years later ;; nothing else that terrifying happened after that
 
this is one im always fond of.

back at my old house we had a huge pine tree growing right next to the side of it. me, my little brother, and my dad would always play this game where my dad was the "monster" and so my brother and I would run around our yard and climb into the tree and "hide" from him.

also, when I was little my dad used a roof rake to make me think that santas deers were walking on our roof but it backfired and it scared the shiz out of me so I went crying into my parents room to cuddle with my mom and I ended up falling asleep there xD
 
hmmmm i have a pretty good memory so i remember a lot of things from being little....

i remember being 3 or 4 and running across the street to the corner store to buy popsicles,

going to see shrek the third in the theatre as a class trip in grade primary,

being dared to lift up and smell a loaded diaper someone threw into the schoolyard in primary or grade 1, still one of my worst life choices lol,

bringing my cat home from the shelter as my 6th birthday gift, we had to carry him in a christmas stocking lmao,

moving across the river from town to a more rural spot,

literally going to a girl i had a crush ons house in grade 2, knocking on the door then running because i was scared (lmao),

the one time a bully in grade 3 tried to do a wwe style flip off the monkey bars to land on me, but missed and ended up in the hospital for 2 months,

and one time i won a spongebob beanbag chair in a contest i don't even remember entering, so that was neat.

i have so many memories but these are the ones that stick out the most from ages 3-9, before my childhood went to ****. i'm interested in reading up on what everyone else seems to remember :)
 
Errr this maybe inappropriate but in third grade, a girl that I was friends with went behind me and squeezed my “tatas”. I was very uncomfortable lmao.
 
i highkey hate thinking about my childhood because it reminds me of a time when i didn't have debilitating depression but some of my more vivid memories are of when we used to go to this giant softplay area near me (it's been a gym for years now, which is stupid). i remember the entire layout of the place, all the little obstacles and secret routes, the giant drop slide, the elastic spiderweb thing that pulled on your hair, the tube slides of death, the panning for gold. ugh, i miss that place.

another one would be when i was in Y8 and my entire year group got to go to the local zoo. we went on the safari tour before being allowed to freely wander the rest of the place. it ultimately started raining and we all flocked to the softplay area and ended up playing a mass game of tag with each other. as someone who never had a lot of friends or kids to play with, i'd never had so much fun in my life. a few years later, a much smaller group of us went back to the same zoo to do a treetop adventure course, which was super fun, but going to the softplay area didn't have the same effect because we'd all "grown up". it's sad to think back on. that sort of thing shouldn't be thought of as exclusively for kids. you can have fun at any age.
 
My father's college graduation. He was a pharmacist with a teaching degree, so it took a while to finish school. I think I was 3.

Going to see Disney movies. While in school, my dad worked at a theater and would let my mom know when the Disney animated came to play. She'd being my brother and me, and Dad would sneak out of the projectionist's booth to sit with us.

Building on that, I remember being terrified of the pink elephants scene in "Dumbo".

Getting lost in the US Capital building when I was 7. They get grumpy when that happens!
 
> playing hide ‘n seek with my cousin at disneyland - ended up getting lost lul

> destroying my hairline with my kiddy-school scissors

> coming out to my mom and having to sit through the ‘you’re just confused’ talk

> playing that andy’s coming game but ended up falling too dramatically, hitting my head on the pavement, and being rushed to the hospital (lmao)

> learning how babies were made and being absolutely terrified

i’m surprised i remember these since my memory is crap lmao
 
Oh man! I have so many. I keep a diary of sorts of those, even, written later in life. Memories are the things I fear losing the most.

- My grandmother's house was so nice. It was a two storey suburban home with a small garden she loved. I helped her water it. She made great chicken. She had a turtle she let me feed lettuce to. My aunt would bring my cousin too and we played together. There's a big wildlife sanctuary in the neighborhood and we went there sometimes. I remember there were capybaras, tortoises, monkeys, herons, parakeets and parrots, just a lot of birds.
- This girl I'm still friends with used to live in a super nice mansion. I looooved going there so much I remember each room of that house. The foyer had an indoor garden, there was a big home theatre I used to bring my DVDs for us to watch, my friend and her sister's rooms were huge, with patios, bathrooms and walk-in closets, they had a pool, of course, a big ass bathtub and a fireplace. Fireplaces aren't even useful in my tropical country! That thing was there purely for the clout of it. They even had a private sauna! Looking back I realize I liked that mansion more than I liked my friend's company... oops. I was so depressed when they moved out of there. I completely blame that house for my taste for things out of my financial reality.
- I remember almost every one of my scout camps. I don't know if this counts since I became a girl scout as a tween, though.
- I hopped schools more than any of my friends. Not as much as some other people I've come across, but still. One from age 1 to 5, other from age 5 to 9, then 9 to 11, 11 to 14 and 14 to 17. I'm glad I had a childhood like this, instead of studying in 1 or 2 schools all my life like the rest of my friends, because shy as I am, I had 2 or 3 friends in each school. With all those schools behind my years, though, I made so many connections! And I have so much more school memories then I would have had stayed in one all life. I remember each of them.
The first one was in the last floor of a skyscraper. It had a rooftop playground. I remember we all bathed together. This is actually maybe my first memory ever.
The second one had three different garden areas. So much green! It had a pet turtle. Every year in the last day of school there was a big sleepover for all the kids. The gardens were full of cockroaches by night though...
The third one was a small school. I remember the judo lessons I hated with all my being and used to escape by locking myself in the bathroom. There were recorder lessons too. I never actually learned to play it. But I liked the lessons because I pretented to be playing but I would only listen to everyone else. In the end of the school year there was a big performance. Every class would play the songs of the year together, and the oldest students sang. They put the stage in the street. I never played a single note but it made me feel like a superstar, because the whole block could hear the music, my parents were always there and a lot of people from the surrounding building would come to their windows to look. In the last year I was there, the school built a big playground. I loved it. I remember I used to play Littlest Pet Shop with my girl friends and Club Penguin with my boy friends. We were so serious about CP. We got together to draw our very own fan magazine. We'd go online to play at the same time and talk to each other on the phone. Playing with them is one of the memories I miss the most.
- My mom used to take me for a week at the beach once a year every year. Always either Guarujá beach or Camburi beach. I love the sea so so much. Three of those times we took a friend of mine along. Those were the best. We made sand castles, I liked to roll wet from the sea in the sand, we ate fried shrimp and a lot of ice cream.

Ok, I got carried away.
 
- When I went to ‘the farm’ for the very first time. My dad owns this property with 2 lakes, and the first time I went there was magical. There were rows and rows of corn with a pathway to another pond. The barn was old and run down, with ladybugs crawling all over the windows. Our dog jumped into the pond and got all wet, and my sister lay down on a blanket and started her painting on her canvas. I ran through the corn and had to stop, and a fox ran into me, looked at me for a second and then bounded away into the rows.
-When a fawn and a mother deer got separated in our woods, and my dog found the fawn alone. It was shivering and shaking, and my dog was getting really close to it. I told my younger sister to take the dog inside, and as she was leaving the fawn stood up and ran towards me. It nibbled my pants a bit and followed me as I walked back to my house. I decided I would walk into the woods and stay with it for a bit and then leave, and it got back to its mom just fine.
- My first day of 7th grade. I went to a private school that ended in 6th grade. That meant I hade to transfer to the public school when I moved up to 7th grade. The public school and private school had different times that they let kids into the building, and me and my sister ended up being 5 minutes late. I didn’t know how it worked, so I walked into homeroom with all 5 of my binders in my arms, struggling to carry them all without all of them falling out of my arms. Everyone stared at me, and it was the worst introduction I could have had. 0/10, would not recommend. So yeah, those are my most prominent childhood memories.
 
I have a vivid memory from when I was around 2-3 years old (?) and I was eating a carrot and hummus on a summer day. Other than that I don't remember much before 2018 or so... I'm still young so I probably should remember more...
 
I have a literally perfect memory of my ex best friend and can tell from heart the exact clothes my ex best friend was wearing the moment I first saw her in 4th grade:
-A royal blue shirt with short sleeves and a picture of a french bulldog wearing sunglasses with silver rims
-She had sunglasses that were a lot like that of the french bulldogs, except the rims were plastic, teal, and had those weird little silver beads people like to put on glasses near the earpiece things on them. They were perched on her head
-Capri leggings that stopped a couple inches more above her ankle
-Silver flipflops that looked slightly shiny, but not full on shiny
-Very wispy low buns
 
When I was nine my aunt’s cat had a litter of four. Eager to see the kittens, I went to her house. With an open box in tow, my aunt came into the kitchen and let them out. All four of the tiny black cats had their eyes closed. Despite her young age, one newborn kitten kept trying to explore the room. She stood out from the others because of a small black mark on her nose. I named her Lovey and took care of her until she passed away at the age of seven.
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I don't want to rattle on an entire list, but I will say that one of my worst childhood memories was in first grade.
I had to pee, but you had to ask permission to leave the classroom, and on one side of her desk was the line for first graders, and on the other was the line for second graders. The teacher made me wait an agonizingly long time as she answered a massive line of second graders questions before finally turning to me, and by then it was entirely too late. I peed right in front of her, but while it was embarrassing in a sense, I was super miffed that she completely ignored me standing there waiting patiently. In retrospect, I should have interrupted, but I was a five/six year old, and I was taught to be respectful, so I waited like I was supposed to, and she paid the consequences.
 
My earliest memory isn't great. Divorce stuff. I was like.. four. But I've got quite a few memories from kindergarten a year later. I broke my leg on a trampoline, and my parents didn't believe it was anything serious based on how I fell. When they took me to the doctor, the doctor gave me a wheelchair for school because I was too small for crutches. On my first day back to school, my dad took me to the classroom using an elevator. I was really nervous but a girl in my class gave me her dolly to play with and help cheer me up ^^ I remember getting the cast off, which was scary, and I remember going on an Easter egg hunt in the nursing home that year. My egg had a toy dinosaur in it! I remember my cousin babysitting me at my aunt's house and teaching me how to draw a star using five lines. I remember looking for board games in her creepy basement, and I remember her bedroom - it had beads across the doorway, Trolls, and a flamingo "grabber" toy (I don't know the word for it). I'm pretty sure I remember seeing Toy Story and the Hunchback of Notre Dame in theaters with my grandma. And I definitely remember a creepy James and the Giant Peach trailer haha
 
It probably isn't my most vivid memory, but this is a funny one that popped into my head.

I was probably around eight or nine years old and my little brother was around six or seven and my older brother was around sixteen or seventeen. We were on a family vacation to Myrtle Beach. It was either our first or second time down there, can't remember. Anyway, we had a few funny "misfortunes" while down there. My older brother decided to take a raft out into the water. He's out there floating for a bit, just chilling. The weather started to get a bit windy and it was sprinkling, nothing scary or anything but it was making some fub, big waves. Well... my older brother was still floating when this HUUUGE wave comes out of no where and just slams him off the raft. He goes under and after a few seconds he comes up, runs out of the water and starts spitting water and turned and threw his raft, cursing at the ocean. He was okay, but his reaction was hilarious. Every beach vacation after that he never got in the water hahah.

Same vacation, different day, little brother decides to play in the water with my mom. A wave knocks him onto his butt and he swallows a LOT of salt water and gets it into his eyes. My dad and I are in the lazy river at the hotel when my mom and brother come up and she's washing his face off at the little hose thing they have near the entrance to the beach. They both walk over to us in the lazy river and my mom tells my dad what had happened. My little brother is standing there, still kinda crying about what happened... and then he just projectile vomits into the lazy river. A bunch of little kids start screaming and running out and this makes my brother laugh and my mom started dying of embarrassment. They had to go to the front desk and get someone to clean it and felt bad about the mess. Very funny memory, though!

Another unrelated memory that I'll keep brief: My little brother, while we were both around the same ages as above, stood ontop of my play house in the backyard, pulled down his diaper and gave me a golden shower while I was playing dolls with a friend. Yay!
 
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