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I remember, at first, when I joined primary school, and had no friends, I went around asking people if they liked apples and didn't like bananas, if true, they could be my friend.

And I remember once when I vacuumed up a chocolate animal buscuit with my toy hoover, and I used to really be into lego, playmobile and micro machines! I also used to like to go shopping with my mum with one of those mini-trolleys. Heh.

And there was a time that my nan and grandad brought my brother and I a toy sail boat each, I was jealous of the one my brother had, and through that if I cut the strings that made the sails from my one, people would blame my brother, and I would get his boat. Of course, it failed, and I got the cut up boat...

I remember I used to play 'puppies' with my two best friends (a scottish girl, and another boy), hehehe, that was life...

I always used to watch when the bin men came round to collect our bins too, it was fascinating! And I watched all the Sailor Moon episodes up to when they stopped broadcasting them here (they had just spotted Saturn and Uranus, I think), and every Dragonball Z... And I used to get up at 6 am to watch Sesame Street with my dad (I used to go into my parents room).

I have a lot of memories.

Just remembered this...

I got mad at my mom, so I went outside, picked all her roses and ate them all so she couldn't pick up the petals and make a popouri, or pick up the cut flowers and put them in a vase.

And once, I was curious with what my dad had in his closet because he told me it was fairies... Long story short, I ended up running around the house with his pistol. I never got in so much trouble with them in my life as I did then.. Ohh dear.

I had a set of small half-cartoon, half-humanish (and some animal) figures. When I was about 4 or 5, I started a story about them, their homes and their school. The next day, I continued it. And the day after that, I continued it some more. Then one day, I knocked down all their homes and their school, and had them drive off in a truck, orphaned and homeless.

The story went on for about two or three years, getting more and more depressing as it went. I was close to tears at times xD

Actually, according to the Convention on the Rights of the Child, a child is any person under the age of 18. Despite pre- or post-purberty, since some people have it earlier.

When I was younger, I used to believe that if a stranger knew someone's name they would kidnap that person. So whenever my siblings and I were walking somewhere without our parents, and I saw a stranger, I would think of something to say and yell their name out loud so the stranger would hear it.

I still have all my siblings.

And according to me, they are speaking out of their butts and I am right because I am always right.

Wanna fight for it, punk?

You wanna mess with this?1 *puffs chest*

huh?! HUH?!

Whatcha gonna do? be frail in my direction? No dogs, G. No Dogs.

..I remember my school tried to ban us from watching power rangers.

No, I don't actually know how they thought they would pull it off. I never stopped to ask xD

My most memorable childhood memories aren't nice ones. I always remember the bad stuff. Like the one time I picked up a stone and it was actually a lump of dried up dog poo. I was 4 then. Or the time I got a piece of glass stuck in my foot. I think I was about 6 then. Gosh, was that painful.

I can remember almost every single fall and scrape I had. I remember trying to ride a bike with my hands in the air and my legs sticking out. Ouch. Never doing that again, I can assure you. And I can remember three incidents that happened on the stretch of canal where I used to live, all involving my bike. One of them was when I decided to ride my bike with my EYES CLOSED with the CANAL by the side of me. Luckily, I didn't go into the water but I DID ride into the wall the opposite side to me. The second time was when I got my shoe lace wrapped round one of the pedals. This caused the bike to stop and I couldn't get off it. When the bike fell to its side on the floor, I went with it. That was pretty darn embarrassing, to say the least. Especially as there were people there. They helped unravel my lace which was even worse. The last one was horrible and I still have the scar from this one, on my shoulder. I was riding full speed down the towpath, just outside my house. I banged into our wall which was made of really old and solid brick. My parents told me that the bang was so loud that they thought something really big had crashed outside. Nope, it was only a human missile and her bike come crashing into your wall. Nothing to worry about there! XD I banged all my side up, my arm and my shoulder. It was painful. VERY.

Ear infections. I can remember those. They were nasty. I had to go to the hospital, put these headphones on and listen to these beeps. I had an ice-cream stick and I had to tap it on the desk if I could hear the beep. Weirdest things I ever did quite honestly. I also had chronic hay fever and my nose and eyes got really infected. I became allergic to a type of pollen called plantain so my brother, doing what brother's do, kept picking plantain weeds up and shoving them in my face.

I now have some GOOD childhood memories! Yay!

First was when my dog Tuppie was first brought into the house as our new pet. It was really rainy outside and my mom came in with her mac on and everything and she held the most gorgeous puppy in her arms. Her ears were droopy, she had a little short snout, puppy eyes and her fur was so soft. gosh, she was adorable! I'll always remember that night. It was sweet.

Second time was when my cat Big Flossy (now deceased unfortunately) came to stay with us. She origianally belonged to someone else but for some reason they could no longer look after her so we had her instead. Me and my brother were at our grandparents house when my mom and dad took Flossy to our house. They came round to pick us up but first they said that they had a surprise waiting for us at home. We counted off as many toys as we could (yes, we were only concerned about toys at that age) but when we got home we couldn't believe that we actually had our very own CAT! Whoo!

We always had cats but this was different. I think it was the fact that this cat came rather out of the blue, as we didn't know about her until we set eyes on her. I can't actually remember this but my mom told me how when I was a toddler, I used to grab the cats round the throat. I bet my parents wondered just what kind of 'creature' they had spawned when they saw me strangling the cats XD

That's all I can think of right now!