I have two memories but I'm not sure which is first.
1) Being in a crib in the parlour at what I think was my grandparents' house. I was looking at a stuffed penguin across the room and trying to make it teleport to me. I was very upset that it wasn't moving. I felt like it should, like I had teleported things in the past.
2) Climbing in my granddad's workshop which was in the meadow behind our house. It was like a junkyard with broken appliances and car parts. Even the windows were broken and dusty. I remember the smell of tar and dust, and the light coming in the windows. I used to go there alone and climb up on the roof even when I was 3 or 4. At this time I saw a broken glass shower door that I wanted to take home, because it had cartoon fish engraved in it. I was thinking that I wasn't like other kids, and I felt alienated from my body.
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