What Was I doing?
I was sat in front of a computer when a stranger entered my room. At first I was pretty scared, but she seemed real nice and helpful. She opened Ficly (?) and…
Don't Forget To Remember
I've never made a challenge so I'll do as best as I canwith it. We've all got memories, but where do they begin? What was the first thing that caused us to start remembering things? Some people think that remembering is triggered (sp?) by a traumatic or important occurance. My first memory is of getting my dog. What I want you to do is go back as far as possible and think of your first memory. Somewhere incorporate your age at the time the story took place, unless you don't know how old you were when it happened. There's no form or anything to these, just a story about your first memory.
Challengers
10 entriesTraumatic Memories
If you have any memories from when you are very young, they are usually traumatic. I remember my mom taking me to a daycare where she worked in the baby room…
The Big World
Most things are big when you’re four. But sharks... They’re terrifying. I stood in the glass tunnel that burrowed sharply through the electronically heated…
Rainbow of Colors
I can’t remember too many events from my early childhood. Only what people have told me have become my memories. But there is one thing that I clearly…
It started with a party...like always.
The sweet smell of ribs cooking on my father’s grill was all around me. There must have been thirty or more people on my porch, and kids I knew were running in…
Blinking
When I was a little girl, I had a friend named Mary. She was very short tempered, but besides that she was a wonderful friend. My clearest memory is when I was…
Prep Red, 1975
I don’t remember my first day of school. I know lots of kids cry at the prospect of being away from their mother for the first time, or maybe the thought that…
Ozark boat trip
The boat was floating toward the middle of the lake. This family outing seemed innocent enough because, well, it was. A bunch of guys drinking a few and having…
The Black Dog
When I was a little kid I was asked to think back and write about my first memory. I automatically thought about my dog, whom I got when I was two and a half…