When I was two years old, I had a birthday part at chucky cheese's. I walked in and thought it was huge. I saw chucky and thought that he looked a little off. I remember walking to a chair at a table and eating a slice of peperonni pizza.

When I was four I had a dream about stepping on a baby dolls head and it popping off. The doll then went to my mom(sitting on the couch with her BF) and it took her head off. After that for about two weeks i was scared to death that she was going to die. I stopped doing anything I just sat on my bed and cried for a while then I'd sleep. I ate less. Before i was 6 it was mostly about dreams I had.

To this day, going to church does it to me. After a serman im scared to death of going to hell. I stop playing my games, and visiting people. I am consumed with fear after it. This has always happened to me after I go to church.

I remember many memories from before I was six, the first paragraph on this post is the first thing I can remember.