let's see i think i was about 3 or 4 and we had just moved into our new home. it's really more of a sensory thing than a thought thing. but i remember moving, being carried i think and then set down in warm golds and pinks and reds, like a sunset really but of wood and fabric. there's a vague feeling as if someone had told me to look around. so i did. i started pivoting slowly, taking in the picture covered, pine and red wood walls (it was my grandparents home and we had moved in with them), the dark furniture, the soft pink carpet, the open windows and green pastures. i started to spin faster and faster, blood rushing, stinging to my fingertips and my pale, pale blond hair whipping around and smacking me in the face when i got to dizzy to stand and simply fell to the thick carpet. i remember looking at my hair, white blonde, white gold i thought and all the colors and the warmth. home.
very vague but still about as early as i can remember.
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