when my 9 year old sister was babysiting me while my mother was inside that house when i was one one and a half i disapeared for about 3 hours i crawled down the street about a block or two with my sisters friends litle brother he was my age and we crawled to a sandbox and that is were we were found.
when i was 2 1/2 we moved to chesterfield IN and my litle sister was born a few weeks later in anderson IN there and then moved some time later to indianapolis IN and 2 and 1/2 years from when my sister was born my litle brother came 2 days before my 5th birthday my brother was born that was my first memory my mother going to the hospital and we the kids going to grandma and grandpa's house.
when i was three i nearly and i mean nearly cut off both my thumbs it started BC my mom cut an apple up for me and went to say good my to some house guess and i finish my apple and wanted another one to i got a chair and climb up grabed the apple and the knife and tryed to cut the knife adn i held the apple in one hand and the kife in the other and i put the kife on the apple and pushed down i cut my thumb i though owch that hurt realy badly but i wanted that apple so i switched hand and held the knife with my cut hand and held the apple withteh good one and the same thing happen and then both my hands were hurting and i went to get my mom and to tell her i couldnt cut an apple by my self and we she saw me she screamed when she saw my hands covered in my blood dripping blood adn i dont remember after that but i do remeber the 3weeks after that with big ass banadges wrap around my thumbs siting on the couch doing the only thing i could at that point sitting there giving 2 big thumbs up with a pouting lip my mother said that i down to bone on one hand and the other one i cut done to it and half way around it.
at one point when i was about 5 give or take a year i pushed my litle sister down the stairs but i dont me shoved her down like you think i got a laudry basket and grabed her and said i got an idea ok come here i took the laudry basket and pushed it down the stairs and then i said i am going to put you in that and if you lean back it wont tip over and i asked her is she wanted to try it and she said yea so i got the laudry basket and but her in it and pushed her down it and thats all i remember i was told that she was halfway down the stairs when the laudry basket fliped over and my parents heard thump thump thump and they rushed over to see my sister hit the floor and my mother rushed over to her and my farther rushed up the stairs to me one of they told the other to not hurt me and when they asked me what happen after i had my ass beaten so bad i cant remember it i told then and i said she would not have flipped over with she would have leaned back like i said my mother was crying and my sister was taken to the er and they said she was fine and my mother didnt belive them but they said that at her age her bones were still fexible and she was fine and the only reason she was crying was be cuase my mother was crying and that made her cry.
in kindergarden i was playing with my best friend down sergeant's row with a boomerang and my 3rd grade neighbor came by and mike i think his name and i were was throwing it trying to make it come back and the third grader. I think his name was david brown i just guessing he was black and he was my 2nd best friend any way he took the boomerang and threw it once and it came back and headed right for us and one of them said duck and i laid flat on the ground and the damn thing hit my square it the chin. we ran to mikes house i was crying and his mom poured alchole on it gave me a hand full of tissue paper and said hold this on your chin and dont let go and whe walked me to my mom and told her what happen and she told me to show her the gash on my face and i remember that it hurt to take off the blood soak tissuse paper that she pull my hand away and she and my dad took me to the military ER on the base. we waited for a while when the docter took a look he said I needed stiches and I didnt know what that meant at first both they numbed my chin and then they took out the needle and then I knew I KNEW they were going to stab me over and overwith that thing like geting a shot over and over i freaked out I was fighting am kicking so bad that it took 3 MPs to hold me down while 2 wraped me in a bedsheet and then the 5 MPs held my body down while my parents held my head in place to the docter could stiches a 6 year olds chin with a 1/2 inch gash. i remember seeing his hand with the neddle going up and and down up and down i was in terror but thats all i remember. when i was starting first grade we moved to a house in boulders at geist and in this house that i will allways call home