I think theres a reason why my mind decided to block out the first three years of my life from my memory. I had a flashback type thing last night, it waas scary.
you know when get an almost primal fear, the sought that makes you stand in place or simply turn to a corner and cry, well thats the sort of feeling i had. it wasnt just what i saw that was scary it was that all the feelings of that moment came with it, for a moment i was a terrified 2 year old again.
what i saw where the warped imaginngs of a child, i was in a small space backing away from something, desperalty trying to get away but too scared to turn and run, but even in my small dark hidy hole, they tryed to get tryed to grab me and pull me away, they seemed like feersome beasts, giants with wings and claws and all manor of things that shouldnt be, it was probaerly the scariest thing a child could dream up, it frigtened me.
unforntanatly i can interprupt it due to a few facts i know.
Ive been told that i was slightly troublesm in the fact that whenether i was moved to or from a family i would simply hide in the smallest space i could find. i went between familys for three years, there at Least 18 different familys. i think what i remembered was a recuring dream i must have had, either that or thats what it felt like when they tried to move me.
It makes me wonder with all the bad feelings i get when i try to remenber something from back then, that, what other horrers has my mind simply locked away from me, is there any happyness in there?
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