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My earliest memory came as a flashback one day when my daughter was about ten months old. I was getting dressed in front of the mirror on the dresser in my bedrooom I had been looking in the mirror combing my hair, and putting on eye makeup for a while before I noticed my daughter mimicking my every move from where she sat on the bed behind me. This indescribeable feeling came over me as I watched her watching me and mimicking what I was doing, and that's when I had the flashback to my earliest memory. I remembered sitting on my mother's bed when I was around my daughter's age, watching my mother and mimicking her as she got ready to go someplace. I remembered the look on my mother's face that day when she had realized that I was watching her and mimicking her. And I knew that she had to have had the same kind of feeling watching me that I was having as I was standing there at my dresser watching my beautiful baby daughter, already making herself in my image.
My next earliest memories are of my mother's violent interrogation of me on a couple of different occasions when I was a toddler. Both times she suspected that I had been touched inappropriately by a male, and both times she was right. However, I was more afraid of the way she was behaving when she was asking me if I had been touched than I was of the males and what they had done. She scared me so badly that there was no way I was going to tell her the truth.
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McClatchy Park, Sacramento
Posing for some family members.
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FAVORITES
Favorite Groups: Parliament Funkadelic, Ohio Players, Isley Brothers
Favorite Movies:: Stargate, Invitation to a Vampire
Favorite Subjects:
Magic, Religion, Spirituality, the Natural and the Supernatural
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