Your earliest memory
Honestly, the first thing I remember about my life is sitting in the back yard with my brother--talking about religion. I do think it's pretty funny that my first memory was a really deep conversation with my brother considering he's still the person I'd go to if I had something heavy that I need to talk about.
Sometimes, I wonder about the things that make us remember what we remember. Like, maybe I was baking with my mom the day before that or watching my sister play video games the day after. Why don't I remember either of those things?
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