30 Day Blogger Challenge - Day 12

Day 12: My First Memory

- I have an interesting memory to be honest. I don't actually remember a lot of stuff, even some of today I don't remember. But I also do remember some things from such a long time ago.

- I was about 3 in my first memory. I could have been 4, but it's more likely that I was 3, because I was still living in my old house.

- This story may be potentially triggering, so be careful when reading it please. It happened years ago, and my family have never talked about it with me, but about 8 years ago I gave up ever trying to ask them about it as they acted like it never happened, and I think they're hoping that I'll write it off as a false memory or dream, even though I have heard them talk about it since.

- I remember sitting on the sofa in my old house, with my brother there (he would have been about 1). We were sitting there watching TV, on the CBeebies channel, although I can't remember what it was. It was the morning, my brother had been fed breakfast, but I hadn't had mine yet - my mum was out of the room and was supposed to be making it for me. It was a week day as my Dad was at work that day. My mum walked into the room in tears, but I didn't know why, and to this day I have no idea what made her upset. I ran over to her to give her a hug, saying "mummy, why are you crying?" the way that kids do when they see someone they care about being sad. I tried to hug her leg to make her feel better, and she pushed me away, pushed me really hard so I almost went flying across the room (I went quite far across the room, but skidded more than flew). I was laying on the floor, on my front, crying, and I looked up to see my mum walking over. I thought that she was coming over to apologise or to make sure I was okay, but I saw her walk over to my brother, pick him up and hold him close to me, and then walk off and leave the house. I was stuck in the house crying all day, all alone. I had to wait until after dark when my dad came back from work (would have been at least 7pm). I was so hungry, sad and lonely. I don't knew when my mum came home, but it was long after I went to bed, and in the morning, everyone was acting like it had never happened, and we went back to being a "happy family" again.

Stay Strong!! Have a great day!

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