Earliest Memories.

 Not many people can recall things from their early childhood. I can though. Not too many memories, but there are a few that i have always been able to remember. There are even two dreams that i had when i was younger that i still remember to this day. Lets start with the dreams.

The first dream, happend in 2nd grade. In my dream, my parents bought me this stuffed animal of a zebra. I gave the Zebra a name, and started walking around with it. I walked all the way to my grandmothers house (she lives about 20 minutes away). I was only like 7 years old, so of course this dream was already unrealistic. When i got to my grandma's house, I showed her my Zebra, and she took it from me, and threw it to MY dog. Muffin, who was a wolf in the dream (Shes half wolf, half chow really). Mufin started growling at it, and began to attack it. The crazy thing is, that it started whining and blood started poring out of it. Somehow my dad knew about what was going on, and showed up at my grandmas. He got the dog off my stuffed Zebra. And told me there was no hope, he threw it in the lake by my grandmas house. I remember watching it float down the river, dying. It was so sad for me. Then i woke up.

I have no idea why i have rememberd this dream so clearly for all these years, i guess it must have really effected me.

The second dream that i remember is a WAY better one. In this dream, i was rich. In CANDY, not money. I was in 4th grade when this dream happend. It was sorta like Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, exept it was Kaylee and the Jelly Bean Factory, which is very funny when i think about it. I owned my own Jelly Bean Factory, and it was magical. I let all my friends and family lives with me in it, and i shared my Jelly Beans with everyone. Thats all i remember of that one, but i think its interesting.

The earliest memory that i have, is when i was 2. Well , my mom says that when this happend i was 2. I had this clear bottle, that had minny and mickey mouse on it, and they were holding hands. I loved that bottle. At the time, me and my mother were living at my grandparents house. I remember that i was chewing on the nipple part of it, and my grandma took it from me. I started throwing a fit, so she gave it back. Then i bit it agian (haha) , and she took it agian. This time for good, and that was the last time i had a bottle.

The second to earliest memory i have , is when i was 3. I got all dressed up, and went to get my pictures taken. I was so happy, because they surrounded me by stuffed animals and hearts for another picture. It was so fun for me. I remember the picture guy asking my mom if i was an oriantel baby ( a chinese one! ) Thats all i remember of that.

I would continue, but i dont have enough time.