My earliest memory is when I was four years old in preschool. My friends and I had built this awesome fortress out of a bunch of cardboard bricks. We spent all day working on it, and when the day was finally over the teacher told us to take it down. My friend Nick threw another block at the base, and more and more bricks started to fall as we all demolished the unstable structure it got kind of out of contol. We began throwing cardboard bricks at eachother and eventually the teacher yelled at us all. It was an awesome day because I had such a wide range of emotions. I was determined to build at first, destructive as we ripped it down, then violent because we were all throwing bricks at eachother, then I was really upset because we had gotten in trouble.
My memory is very different because mine is a more traumatic event while your's is full of happiness and is an overall good memory full of a wide variety of emotions. It's interesting to see if we turned out to be similar or different people when our first memories were so different.
