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I remember before I was diagnosed with AS I was sitting on my now ex-friends sofa we were having the normal mini meet for dolls for Halloween and her b-day which is the weekend before the holiday. There were so many people in such a small space. not just humans but dolls too. I was very overwhelmed and had thought the sofa would help me. I curled into a ball feet tucked up arms curled around my first doll (as my other dolls were tucked next to my friends) and wishing I could cry it was too loud. It was too cold ( am always cold), I just remember rocking on the sofa and playing with my calming bracelet that she grabbed from me (my friend) and told me to stop that it was all fine and why was I freaking out. I couldn't explain. she got frustrated and then when I asked to go home the next morning. I remember very vividly the other friend saying I had to wait (I don't sleep at other peoples' houses so I hadn't slept all night and wanted to go home and sleep in my bed) they both got mad at me...needless to say the next year they stopped being friends with me....
 
I remember the Sunday mornings in my childhood. I had to go to church, but I didn't mind it, except for the fact that I had to wake up earlier than I wanted. I had friends there, the kids seated together, so we chatted and laughed all the time. After that I went home with a friend, our mums bought us candies at the stand in the square and then we walked to my house.
The first thing we did was going in my room and sort out our beloved candies deciding which one to eat first etc. before playing.
One of our favourite game was pretending to be explorers, or international thieves. Sometimes we spent the whole time playing with the atlas, imagining exotic places and the treasures that could be hidden there.
Sometimes we pretended that my house was a ancient temple or a pyramid. We darkened all the rooms and wondered around, using my doll-house lamppost as torch. The funny thing is that we were both absolutely terrified, as if we expected a real mummy to wake up and attack us, or fall into a deadly trap.
 
I almost drowned in pond on a backyard of childhood home. I was maybe five, and did really like all kinds of tools. We were then doing shake-up for our porch so there was a concrete mixer and heavy wheelbarrows that I liked to sway. I have no remembrance of this, but I somehow swayed the barrows all the way to the other side of the pond and had sloshed myself to the water. I remember it being cold and greenish yellow as I tried to kick to the surface. Apparently I was picked up by my mother, but I still to this day feel that I remember someone with blonde hair leaning over the water.
 
I remember being 3.5 years old and seeing Santa for the first time at the local lodge in upstate ny with my grandparents. He gave me a western toy gun with a sheriffs badge and a cowboy hat. This of course after harassing me to sit on his lap and to tell him what I wanted if I wanted to get a toy. I was already walking off the stage without the toy when he ran over to give it to me.
 
For 4 year old Christmas, I got a classic Corgi brand Batmobile. One that you shoot little plastic missiles from the exhaust tubes behind the seat.

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If you look around today, those things are work a lot of money from collectors.
 
When I was about 2, I pretended I was on a Safari. Outside of our home, were 12 outdoor cats my mom fed. Plus
with all the weeds + grass of our next door neighbor...I really did feel home in nature! My mom bought me a safari looking hat.
 
At 2am after visiting a small campfire party, I canoed to a peninsula where my tent was. After dragging the canoe onto land, I walked a few steps & felt something in my gut. I stopped, turned right & put my flashlight on. A few feet away was a baby deer standing in the grass with a wet glistening nose. After a few seconds I shut off the flashlight, thinking the deer was frozen by the light & I was disturbing the deer. Feeling awed by nature, I walked to my tent and went to sleep.

Baxter State Park in Maine.
 
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I remember snorkeling in the coral reef off of Cuba & coming nose to nose with a large, flat, rectangular multi-coloured fish who seemed as amazed by my plainness as I was by his ornateness: we stared at each other for a while & then parted ways.
 
Climbing into the Mulberry tree and eating until my stomach hurt. Then repeating ever day until they were out of season.
 
When I was going to see Scott Pilgrim vs. The World on its premier date with my best friend and some of my fiance's close friends, we went to Famous Dave's before going to see the movie. There was a hot guy as our server, so I hit on him and asked if he does bachelorette parties. He put his hand on my shoulder and said "yeah but I'm not supposed to." :laugh:

THEN when we walked to the theater, I got myself a $4 tiny a** cup of coke zero, and we all got to our seats. The cup was really wide, so I thought I'd have to hold it throughout the movie. THEN:

I said it as I placed my drink in my cup holder... " OH MY GAWD, IT FITS." in the best valley girl voice I could conjure up. There were two guys sitting next to us about my age, and as soon as my best friend and I immediately burst into a 10 minute laughing fit a few seconds after I realized how that was worded, one of them said "DAMN." I love that story. :)
 
The 6th grade talent show I participated in... ugh, one of my biggest regrets. I signed up for it, and I don't even know what I was thinking. I was up first in front of all these students and parents, and I did some dumbass karate routine which SEEMED cool at the time but most people just looked at me awkwardly. To make matters worse, I tripped and fell while doing a spin-kick and everyone was either dead silent or cracking up. So awful, I cried so much the next day. Oh I was such a stupid child.
 
You were not stupid, but courageous. I think you have a lot more than you give yourself credit for.
Galaxy Freeze said:
The 6th grade talent show I participated in... ugh, one of my biggest regrets. I signed up for it, and I don't even know what I was thinking. I was up first in front of all these students and parents, and I did some dumbass karate routine which SEEMED cool at the time but most people just looked at me awkwardly. To make matters worse, I tripped and fell while doing a spin-kick and everyone was either dead silent or cracking up. So awful, I cried so much the next day. Oh I was such a stupid child.
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I remember when I was 17 and I remember seeing a stench of blood. I recalled what I said when I felt anxious in Physical Education class, and the following day, I was in the psychiatric hospital. Things have never gone the same since then.
 
Summer, 1978. I was 13. The Kapahulu groin in Waikiki, where Kapahulu avenue meets the sea. One corner of the Honolulu Zoo. I had just gotten in from bodyboarding until dark. It was after 8pm, and the last bit of purple was draining away behind the western horizon. I had crossed Kalakaua and was beginning my 40 minute walk home. As I turned to take my last look at the seashore, Baker Street began playing somewhere nearby very loudly. I watched the city lights dancing on the water, and let the song sink right into me. A pure moment that I let myself be in completely. To this day, Baker Street takes me right back and puts a little smile on my face. Just heard it today.
 
There was a pond I'd go to with my son & sometimes my female friend. One Summer night she joined us. My son & I collected lightening bugs for his "collection." Lots of lightening bugs were lighting up the night...my son was five or six...he used to pick up tiny spiders so I put an ant in a web & let him see what happened. He never picked up a spider again.

The full Moon was out, the night was going great until a bat buzzed my female friend! :-0 A glorious Summer night came to a quick close.
 
I remember the images of both Cho Seung-Hui and 9/11 whenever I feel really, really down.

But this will be a good memory:


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