The Daily Prompt:
What are the earliest memories of the place you lived in as a child? Describe your house. What did it look like? How did it smell? What did it sound like? Was it quiet like a library, or full of the noise of life? Tell us all about it, in as much detail as you can recall.
I lived in many houses in many different towns growing up, but there was one house in particular which I don’t think I’ll ever forget. It was a very old house in a town called Middelburg. The ceiling seemed super high to me and of course it had very old pressed ceilings. The house was ancient. The back yard had a huge Mulberry tree. Anyway, I remember being very scared in that huge house, mainly because at night bats would fly around inside the house. This is what I remember; the bats, it seems so unreal, maybe even a figment of my imagination, but somewhere there, bats would fly around at night.
At that house I also burnt very badly with boiling water. I ran around that Mulberry tree so fast as my parents were trying to catch me to help me. I just kept running, because I thought that I was in trouble and was going to get a hiding. Eventually the father caught me, they poured ice water over me and took me to the hospital. I stayed in the hospital for a while.
When I came out of hospital my body was bandaged up so much that I must have looked like the Michelin man. Every second day, my mom would give us, my brother and I, a few cents so that we could go and buy some sweets at the corner shop. Also, a very clear memory; an old couple who would always be standing at their gate, waiting for people to pass so that they could have a chat. On my first walk to shop, full of bandages, the old couple had picked a rose, which they gave me when we walked passed them. They were very sweet.
This whole picture of everything about that house is so clear. There seemed to be a lot of darkness associate with that house.
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The picture of the house is not of the house I lived in, please see photo credit below.