A few days ago my mom broke out the home movies. I've come to the realization that I was an odd little kid. And, after hearing stories from other family members, this trend continues to grow. Apparently, I was always missing as a child. I had a tendency to wander off from my sisters and parents. They would find me off in a corner playing or behind a bush, completely oblivious to my surroundings. I almost gave my mom a heart attack when I wandered off at an amusement park when I was 4. I didn't even realize I was lost. I was just off in my own little world. We were at the pool and my family was on one side. I, for whatever reason, became very interested in something and walked to the other side of the pool. When my mom looked up, I was nowhere to be found. My mom being the awesome person she is, immediately set out to find me. Halfway across the pool, she came upon a lady leading me back to my family by the hand. She was staying at the same hotel as us and recognized me.
Another incident happened at an indoor playground (apparently those exist). My family was getting ready to leave and, not surprisingly, they couldn't find me. After some searching, I was found-under a bench. Why was I under a bench? What was so interesting that I had to go underneath the bench? My child mind was fascinated by weird things.
Thankfully, I've grown out of this phase. I can still be a little oblivious sometimes, but I'm proud to say that I haven't gotten lost.
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