I still remember… an apartment I lived in till the age of 8… like I could draw a map of the interior…

I still kinda remember some of the places of my relatives that I’ve been to frequently, although those memories are a little bit more blurry.

I remember some of the schools I’ve been to… like the general vibe of it, idk if I could actually draw a map… more of a notebook doodle maybe

I used to draw maps of my neighborhood when I was in brooklyn… yeah so… I wasn’t allowed much computer time and didn’t have a phone… and my brain kinda turned my attention to the surroundings and I just get so bored and draw a map of the neighborhood lol.

  • 「黃家駒 Wong Ka Kui」 | (aka: 鳳凰院 凶真 Hououin Kyouma)@sh.itjust.worksOP
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    Freaked out part of my family when I drew a map of the first house I remember.

    My mom brought me to her workplaces at least once… or maybe more times than that… (I don’t even remember how many times tbh) and then one day my older brother wanted to fight me so I got scared and I “ran from home” when I was like 6 years old… and at some point, I had the idea of just I want mommy so I took the bus there and I knew which stop to get off, but she wasn’t there at work because she already got notified by grandma so she went to file a missing persons report and so I took the bus home… then I got to the mall area near my apartment and saw a bunch of cops…

    so when I told my mom about it, my mom was so shocked that I made my way to her workplace…

    I doubt the cops even thought of looking that far, they probably just went around the neighborhood.

    (literally Home Alone NYC shit, but it was in Guangzhou, China instead)

    I just became like my family’s navigator basically.

    My mom scolded me for running away, but then also praised me for being smart enough to find my way.

    I remember them saying that I used to guided them around places because they stuggled to understand maps or whatever… idk… I don’t really remember about those from this point in time, just the memory of being told I was good at finding my way.

    I also was their navigator throught NYC metro system… idk if my parents actually sucked at finding their way… or maybe they were just trying to make me feel confident in myself.