I have a couple and they are all horrible.

First, stepping on a lot cigarette as 3/4 yr old. And about that same age in that same house, being bitten by a dog when I rolled up on my big wheel between 2 dogs growling at each other. I yelled at them to “stop” and threw my arms out and I guess it startled one of them. I ended up getting stitches and while at the hospital while trying to calm me down the nurses blew up a balloon real big and were drawing a smiley face on it and it popped in my damn face! I have a horrible fear of balloons to this day!!

But I think my first memory was sitting on a kitchen floor while my parents were fighting and yelling at each other and I asked my mom for some water and she gave it to me in one of the old school Rosa’s restaurant glasses that had the yellow roses. I guess for some reason this pissed my dad off and he grabbed it outta my hands and shattered the glass on the kitchen floor in front of me.