"How You Remind Me" - Nickelback

Speaking of early memories, we might as well revisit the one true earliest memory I have. Although I often claim to remember things such as my mom mixing Gerber baby foods for me and eating them, when I think about such memories, they often take place in third-person, leading me to believe that it's just my imagination trying to create a memory so I can further experience it, aside from simply hearing about it from other people.

But yes, my earliest memory, and how suiting for me that it be the most horrific thing that I may go through maybe in my whole life, and at least in my life so far. Before living with my grandparents (on my mother's side) in Appleton, we lived with the same grandparents in Newfane. When I was young (up until the time of my 8th birthday or so, my conception of time is diluted with my wanting to forget my past) the family had a series of dogs. One was a Beagle, one a Collie, a Pomeranian, and another in which I wasn't alive for. The dog responsible for much trauma in my life, however, was a moron. I mean, aside from being able to bounce a ball off its nose, and its ability to steal pizza crust from you while you're eating, this dog was practically worthless. When I was 2 or 3, my mother left me alone thinking that my Uncle (who is legally mentally retarded) was going to watch me. Well, Steve, being the rebel he is, decided to go for a walk. With the doors incredibly feeble, the screen door opened effortlessly, and I was soon out on the concrete porch. Well, the dog was soon to follow, and knocked me down a set of 4 concrete steps, destroying the teeth I had and crushing a series of other teeth inside my gums for another 11 years. Although I remember screaming in sheer agony, my next memory of this particular event was my dad's Ford truck speeding into the drive way, supposedly to take me to the hospital. That's all I remember about this piece of my history, and much of it is blacked out in my mind, whether due to lack of memory or physical suppression. Since them, I’m fairly certain we haven't had my brain or skull checked out, if we were, I’m not positive we wouldn't find anything.