Writer's Block

Writer's Block

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[info]mizu14 Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
My earliest memory is one of the many piggy-back rides my dad would give me. We would walk around the neighborhood like that and stop to talk to passerbys. Looking back, I think part of the reaso
 
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[info]stormmonkey Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
I was maybe four and a half, in kindergarden. My dad was working for Keebler at the time doing deliveries. I remember him taking me with him on a haul and then being late to class. The teacher, Mrs. E
 
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[info]such_a_radical Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
Well. One's quite disturbing. So I won't even allow it to linger
inside my mind.
I would have to say...my 5th birthday. No, West Virginia.
No, I got it.
When I was about 2, I loved to play
 
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[info]sharie_g Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
     I remember being in a church nursery as a toddler. My family didn't start attending our current church until I was six; so I'm not sure which church this was. This particular
 
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[info]sweettater8 Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
The first thing I remember is moving when I was 3. I was upset because I wanted to ride in the car with my mom but I had to ride with my grandma and her best friend because there was no room for
 
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[info]bambi_chame Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
seas of brown golden grass soround me a giant blue house is high above my head stormy stands overme my silent gard i watch as my brother is swolowed by the big house then i am releved when he comes ba
 
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[info]flopcanop Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
when i was two or three years old, camping on the beach in a yellow tent and waking up hearing the ocean and getting out of the tent to see everyone was already awake and cooking on a mini grill
 
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[info]everyday_i Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane



A bomb goıng off at the polıce statıon near my house.
 
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[info]pinkdias Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
sitting in a highchair eating oatmeal while my sister and me watched something on tv
 
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[info]the_nerd_reaper Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
I'll never forget this because I think about it when I have to write some sort of essay about this kind of crap or when my friends and I reminsince about our younger days. It was when I was
 
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[info]mrs_yesung Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane

When I was a little about 11 years old my parents went to syria for a vacation they let my big brother stay over at a friends house and my big sis saty at her friends house and they let me stay at m
 
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[info]applebee_16 Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane


My earliest childhood memory I think would be when I was 3 years old. I met Melissa Pirronello. She moved in 2 houses down from me. I was in the car, we were getting ready to leave when her family's d
 
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[info]un_named_beast Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
There are two writer's block questions today, too. I hope this isn't an on-going thing. One can only handle so much insight.

My earliest childhood memory... I don't really know. I remember learning to
 
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[info]lilithlee Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
I was two I remeber playing outside on a tree ,uh, more like hanging on a tree but either way. I guess( I don't remeber saying this part) I asked my older sister ( who had come to get me to
 
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[info]xxkatieexx Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
I was three years old, and I had just gotten an awesome tricycle. I was riding around my kitchen table, and my nana was sitting in her famous black chair screaming "Stop it! You're making me nerv
 
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[info]newarmywife07 Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
I can remember that my crib was in the bedroom against the right wall and I could see down the hall to the living room that was big and open. I remember a dark brown leather recliner that would face m
 
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[info]rio_bravo_james Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
My earliest childhood memory is laying in my Mom's bed "just being sad" because the dog had chewed my favorite music box which was a 1 ft tall wooden rocking horse... Blue plaid saddle on it
 
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[info]lizanight05 Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
Well all i can say is that i must of been two or one and it was the time my parents went to pick some blackberries and my brothers were also working and my mother had put me down on the ground and all
 
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[info]trikat Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane
As a child, I was outgoing, friendly, and popular. Of course, that's all down the drain now, but I remember so vividly a few memories from when I was a 'youngin''. I remember once,
 
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[info]li_bean Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane

Playing with frogs in our pond in our back garden. I loved those slimey frogs =P
 

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