What are the earliest memories you have of yourself?

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I feel figuring them out is trickier than one might expect. When you have photos, or less likely, videos dating back to the time, it is decisively easy for our brains to fabricate and extrapolate on those still or moving images, thus presenting themselves as a genuine counterpart to be believed.
Then there are also fleeting glimpses of vision and events that are hard to accurately determine the time frame of.

As such, ignoring these cases, my earliest memory that I am conscious of is during our home renovation. I must have been 4 at the time if my calculation holds true. I can distinctly remember which areas were remodeled, along with the fact that my maternal uncle served as the contractor. I can also insert myself into a singular snapshot from that period, though recalling the surrounding circumstances and finer details is nearly impossible, as one might expect.

Other than that, my other two memories are of attending a church attached to our preschool and as well learning the alphabet with my classmates—both likely occurring within that same age of four.
 
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I burned it into my memory do to how confused I was. It was when my mom was helping some friends move. I got confused because I realized that I was aware and further more knew where home was located a few blocks away even if I had never thought about it. I even asked mum if she was my mom. I was about 18 months old.
That's messed up.
 

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Hmm... I don't have a lot of memories from before High School. Not really sure what my earliest one is but it's probably the sight of the sky through murky river water when I nearly drowned. Everything was tinted golden and I could make out the edges of the river and the trees reaching into the sky. Then I blacked out and don't remember much after that.

I don't remember how old I was when it happened but I was about 8 or so. It's the earliest definite "age" I can recall because the rest is an assorted jumble and I only know that age because my younger cousin stopped hanging out with me after that summer (not because of the drowning, I just wasn't as cool as her new friends).
 

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I remember 5 year-old me climbing in my parent's bed, asking them which day of the week it was.

It was a weekend. I slipped in between them and went back to sleep.

That's my earliest memory, and I can't even think of more to say about the what and why. Just that it feels almost like the moment I isekai'd someone else and took over their life.

Absolute blank before the day.
 

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When I was 4-5 in kindergarten and the teacher was teaching us that plants need water and light by showing us one plant that was placed near the window and the other that was placed in the closet.
The one in the closet was completely white and significantly longer because it tried to texted to the crack in the closet doors. I was sitting in the back of the class and the teacher was asking everyone from the front what differences they could tell between the plants. Every single kid answered that the closet one was white but no one said anything about the length.
As I was seating in the back, my turn was one of the last and I was so nervous that someone would point out the length before me, so I was fidgeting like crazy. But in the end, none of the kids notice the length and I got to answer correctly.

Super weird memory looking back on it.
 

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My earliest memory? I was 3. Fell asleep in my grandpa's chair. 30 minutes before he got home, my uncle picked me up and carried me to my mom's bed (I didn't like sleeping in my own bed). At the time, my mom was 20 and a high school drop-out, and she was at work at the time.

I specifically remember opening my eyes, seeing the sepia yellow curtains, feeling my uncle's arms, and his exact words: "Shh... You're alright. Just taking you to your bed. Grandpa is going to be home soon. He'll want his chair." I then remember curling against his chest and falling back asleep.

I ALSO remember a week later, my thumb getting slammed in the heavy, double-pane sliding glass door because my aunt didn't know I was standing next to it when she slammed it shut during a fight with my mom. She cried harder than I did. Looking back, I remember a surprising amount from my really early life like that.
 
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When I was 3 I had this continuous dream of numbers counting up from one. There was this other dream where I would try to talk, but I didn't know how. It became this recurring nightmare.

But the best early memory I have was helping building a snowman when I was 4. My grandpa was a good guy, and he would often read me books too.
 

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I gained consciousness during my 3rd birthday. I remember being confused who all the people were and why they looked familiar, and I distinctly recall being confused why I knew to blow the candles on the cake.
 
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My earliest memory? I was 3. Fell asleep in my grandpa's chair. 30 minutes before he got home, my uncle picked me up and carried me to my mom's bed (I didn't like sleeping in my own bed). At the time, my mom was 20 and a high school drop-out, and she was at work at the time.

I specifically remember opening my eyes, seeing the sepia yellow curtains, feeling my uncle's arms, and his exact words: "Shh... You're alright. Just taking you to your bed. Grandpa is going to be home soon. He'll want his chair." I then remember curling against his chest and falling back asleep.

I ALSO remember a week later, my thumb getting slammed in the heavy, double-pane sliding glass door because my aunt didn't know I was standing next to it when she slammed it shut during a fight with my mom. She cried harder than I did. Looking back, I remember a surprising amount from my really early life like that.
Such wholesome memories. You had a wonderful childhood!
 

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My earliest memory is actually a dream, a nightmare to be more specific. I was playing with other kids at a daycare, when the dream went silent, a doll came in with a knife to threaten us. I tried to cry to warn people but couldn't make sounds. I woke up from a nap crying at the same daycare. That is my first memory.
 

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I can tell you things you won't believe. I remember a lot of what I did before I turned one and a half. The first time I ran away from home, I managed to open a window, took a bookshelf off the wall, and used it like a ladder. When I climbed down into the yard, I felt like the first person on the Moon. The second time I tried to run away, it went poorly—I dislocated my arm and got acquainted with the hospital.

I also remember that as soon as I learned to speak, I would repeat a children’s rhyme after my mom while my dad recorded me on a tape recorder. That recording still exists somewhere.:s_smile:
 
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