My First Memory — hickorysticks

My earliest memory is of my sister. At the time she would have been seven years and myself four years old. I can remember standing in my parents home, it’s hallway outside their bedroom door. I was standing silently watching the horror taking place inside. My sister was crying, my mother and father yelling at her. My […]

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