Um I remember tripping on the beach and scarring my knees up on the barnacles when I was 3 (probably my earliest one I still remember), the scars are still there. I remember smashing the 400M record for our school in Gr. 3 by about 4 seconds, I remember coming in first place in the high jump for our school in Gr. 5 without even trying (scissor-kicked the whole thing). I remember chasing after a bouncy ball in Gr. 6 when the door swung open and I smashed my head through the window without even letting out a single noise of pain, just holding my forehead trying to stop the blood, and walking down the hall to the office alone watching it drip down on to the hall, in which I eventually started to cry (last time Ive cried). and I remember my dad giving me praise at the end of a soccer game in which I scored 3 goals, (I've probably only scored 15 ever in my 11 years of playing, I'm a very defensive defenseman) my dad has never given me an individual praise more than "well it's not bad" or anything other then that game.
I've actually never had a very bad memory, I've never really been embarassed and while I've gotten hurt it's never been too bad outside of the recent ankle sprains
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