A place to submit your First Memories.
When I was 3 I remember waking up at 1-2 am and walking into my living room to see my dad eating a jar of crunchy peanut butter with a spoon while watching dance moms. I have nightmares about that to this day.
When I was about three I remember walking into our apartment with my mom and seeing a big ass rat so three-year-old me thought it was a good idea to STEP ON THE BIG ASS RAT. My mom was just screaming in the background.