Thursday, October 13, 2011
When I was five, I took off early one morning while my parents were still sound asleep. The reason escapes me, even today but I managed to make it almost 5 miles away. A friend of my moms saw me and recognized me and she called my folks. I cannot recall my adventure, maybe because it is overshadowed by the belt beating I received from my dad.
Some other things that stick in my brain are that I won a costume contest dressed as a zombie in kindergarten where I also stood up to my first bully. More memories will come to me I am sure, but this is a start.