Earliest memories

January 14, 2019
My first memory is of becoming conscious when I was a baby. I was laying down on my back on a rug. I couldn't my spine, neck or head. I could only move my hands, legs, and I could roll my head but I couldn't lift it. I saw my parents. I was aware that I was naked. I couldn't speak. I had no words. But I knew it was OK for those two people to see me naked but no one else. I knew those guys. We were very close. I didn't have a name for them. My mom was wearing purple colored pajamas. And my dad was smiling. They were both having a good time.

I was happy for a bit but then I saw that my mom was holding a camera. Immediately everything faded away and I saw my aunt. She was a high-school senior at that time. I saw her holding a photo album and going through it. I felt an extremely intense feeling of shame in my chest. It was unbearable. I panicked, I didn't know what to do. But then I had another vision. I saw my body from the outside. I saw that I could move my legs towards my belly and hold onto my genitals. I knew the answer now. I could hide my privates from the camera!

But that was easier visualized than done. I was smooth and pudgy. I couldn't move my hips and I couldn't even see down there. I lifted my legs and tried holding onto my genitals but they kept sliding out. I did that a few times. I was getting really frustrated but I felt like I only had one more shot before the picture was taken. The camera was one of the old ones. The ones that needed the film to be manually moved with a gear. I took a deep breath and put all my energy and focus on getting it right. I held onto my genitals with my thighs and I held it as long as I could. Just as I was about to fail the flash went off. Things slided out and I let out a sigh of relief. I looked at my mom's face and she seemed disappointed. She really wanted that baby dick pic! She quickly rolled the next round. I couldn't do it anymore, I didn't even know what was happening anymore. I just saw another flash and I was gone. I was in my kindergarten and on all fours. I was in the babies room, and I could talk. I felt much bigger. I started talking to myself. Trying to figure out what happened. My memories after that become foggy. But these two memories were very vivid and clearly my first two memories.

I didn't see those pictures until I was about four years old. I told my mom that I remembered that. I described her clothes, where my dad was standing, the order of the pictures. But she didn't really remember. And she didn't believe me. She thought I was making it up! That really upset me because I was telling the truth. That's why I'm writing about this memory and putting it online because I want to see who else shares a similar experience.

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