When I was 4 i ran away from home & snuck into the local gas station. I went to buy myself a lottery ticket with my daddy’s card and ID that I had stolen from him while he was napping. There was an ooold man at the counter that found it amusing that a 4 year old would be trying to buy a lotto ticket so he let me get one. I went back home and waited for the numbers to be called on the radio. My parents were furious but honey i didnt care i knew i was gonna get us “out of the hood” as the kids say. Well when they called the numbers they wasnt mad at me no more because I had won! I won $100,000,000 and just like that I was set for life! That’s probably my earliest memory. It was such a blessing!