Challenge
Your first memory. No poetry, prose only, extra points for authenticity. A Prose Gold for One Month Scholarship Challenge.
Darkening Sky
I'm not sure if my first memory was my first dream or an actual memory. I just know as I grew older I kept repeating it to myself so I wouldn't forget it. I don't even think it had any significance, but I remember it through the repetition.
I was laying in my crib. I think it was around my bedtime or when I should have been sleeping. My crib was near a window. The window had blinds and they were open. I remember looking out the window and it still being light but on the cusp of darkness or nighttime. Then all of the sudden like blinds closing it was night time. I remember when I was looking outside it looked like shutters closing. A door closing on the day and welcoming night. That was my first memory.
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