Thursday, April 28, 2011

"Check My Brain" - Alice in Chains

Another thing that I’ll never be able to explain is the constant memories I have that haven't seemed to happen, and if they have, I’ve never asked for confirmation on it. One particular memory I have that I’m not sure exists is of me, my grandfather, and my uncle Brian going fishing. In this thought, they're fishing while I mess around on some rocks. After being told to stay away from such rocks, I slipped off the highest one, plunging into the water, almost drowning. My grandpa eventually pulls me from the water, ensuring my life. The setting of this event is hazy, and often presented without a background, but I’ve since gained an extreme fear of water, and heights. Whether both fears are related or not, I’ll never know for sure, but I wouldn't rule it out.

Then again, there are other memories, though mentally scaring, that I cannot forget, leaving me worse off than I would be if I could convince myself they never happened. One night I was sleeping in my bed at our old apartment in Barker, when my mom had company over. My mom often had television and music on all night, embracing the youth she was slowly losing, so I rarely got a good night’s sleep. One night she had one or two of her Puerto Rican friends over from the place she used to work, and I can only assume they'd been drinking, or that they were simply stupid. My mom left them for a moment to go into the bathroom, and while she was gone, believing me to be her, or simply just to be a moron, one of them got into bed with me and when I turned around, his big, smiling, Puerto Rican face was in mine. I instantly screamed in terror, with there being a Puerto Rican man in bed with me, in his underwear, and my mom quickly came and dragged him out by his underwear. She yelled stuff and they eventually left, but after I sobbed to myself long enough, she told me to stop making so much noise.

Other memories like this include my aunt (later to be stepmother, Vicki) burning me with a sparkler, my dad's drunken driving and a particular commercial for "Kinder's Surprise" that scared me to death when I was younger. I recently looked the commercial up on YouTube, and it's still as horrifying to me now then when I was 4.

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