Hmm, this is going to be a short blog, because since I'm only 13, I don't have that many childhood memories...

So anyway, when I was 4, I was being teased by my older brother. I started to cry a little, so I ran off into my Dad's room (which was empty because he was at work). I locked the door and sat inside the room. It was about 9:30 PM to 10 PM.

Once I was finished clearing my senses, I decided to head back upstairs to my room. I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. I seemed to have locked myself in. I tried to scream and bang on the door, but no one seemed to hear me (I think my siblings thought I was fooling around or something). I started to cry again, because I sat in the dark (because I couldn't reach the knob to turn on the lights, and because I used to be afraid of the dark) for about 1-2 hours before my parents came back and unscrewed the door handle.

It was one of my most remembered memories, as my parents scolded my siblings afterwords.