Autobiography snippet

I dont remember much if anything about my early childhood, I have however been told many stories and shown photos of my bad behavior.

We have a photo of me crouching on the counter in the bathroom, having spread toothpaste on the entire mirror, sink, counter, cupboards and myself. My mother beleive I did it because I was angry with her.

We have a photo of me looking very angry holding up my blanket on my bed and showing all of my mother’s make up, broken and covering my entire bed/blankets.

I was told a sorry of me getting in trouble for whatever reason, being sent to my room but resisting to stay there. My mother held the door closed and I three myself against the door and walls screaming like a banshee. This scared my mother and she thought i may have been possessed.

Once my brother and I were playing at my grandma’s, when it was time to go home my grandma told us to clean up the toys. I refused. She told me “you can either clean up the toys with your brother or go stand in the corner” so i went and stupid I the corner of my own accord. She spanked me, but hey, I didn’t have to clean up the toys.

I once squeezed an entire tube of Carmex into my mother’s ear while she was napping.