Humans grow up with memories piling up in their minds. Any experiences we have had, if forgotten, would be next to nothing.
I have a strange memory filter, so I don't remember events that others do very well, but for some reason, I remember things like the unusual clouds that were floating by at that time, or how a classmate's clothes were unraveling.



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