Growing up wasnt easy for me. I had to start dealing with my problems at an early age or just hide it. Me well I just chose to hide it. Bad choice I made but what would I have known I was just a little kid learning from my mistakes and yet I'm regreating this one. My bad choices and things I've done. Things I didn't mean to do and things I don't remember doing. I regret hurting certain people and regret not know what to do. Someone once told me I am a masochists (look it up if you don't know what that means). Maybe I am but only cause as a kid I took so much in that it just seems normal to me now. I've handled the worst pains and yet be that kid with a smile. when I was five, I remember it like it was yesterday (or was it). well anyways one of my "friends" (I thought he was) said that me and him should trip other people while they are running. I said no because I was a nice kid and all. I walked off and later that day I was playing with some kids and I started to run then he decides to trip me. Things happened so quickly, so fast that I couldn't react in time. My head hit concrete first. . . . I was dizzy. . . . blurry. . . . all I could see was blood on my hands. Lots of blood on the floor. Then I remember being dragged to the nurse, my sister crying in a distance screaming for me. them not letting her through. I went unconcious for about a day or so. I woke up the next day with a really bad headache. I was uncouncious for more than 24 hours so my mom said. with me feeling light and the bad headache I could not remember a thing. not a single face not a single name nor a single moment. To this day I cant remember his name or his name like I said all I can remember was what happened and the words he said. But this made me have trust issues for years. I can only trust certain people and if you make me regret it you are nothing to me. But this is nothing compare to my other childhood memories. Which you'll have to wait and see what it is next week.
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Childhood memories
Non-Fictionwhat I can remember as I grew up. My stories of long ago. The tragedies and my luck. Read my Childhood Memories.