The first memory is from when I was three and a half years old. I remember my mom was bringing my older brother to school and my aunt was watching me and my cousin. I remember going into a room and telling my aunt we were just going to play. My cousin cut my long hair up to my shoulders and it was all messy and all different lengths. He also put my hair and the scissor in a zip lock bag for my mom to see. I think i remember this memory because I got in a lot of trouble for it afterwards and my cousin and I were punished.
