I misremember going to San Diego comic con. My sister and I only made it to one panel about drawing comics.

I misremember getting to meet Shin Lim and Colin Cloud in Vegas. They gave my sister the confidence in her art that she sorely needed.

I misremember meeting my best friend one of my first years playing softball. We've been friends for 13 years now.

I misremember my 3rd plane ride. It's the first time that I can actually remember.

I misremember my dog. The feel of her fur on my face when I clung to her as a child.

I misremember when we had a tank full of fish. One of them turned cannibal and ate every single fish before jumping out of the tank.

I misremember my first cat. He hated everyone but my dad and then he had a heart attack while we were on our first cruise.

I misremember when we got our second cat. She was given to us by one of my friends in 7th grade. She's almost 8 years old now.

I misremember my first day of college orientation. I didn't talk much to the people in my group, but no one seemed to want to talk to me anyway.

I misremember my first time watching It. My heart never raced when faced with a clown after somehow.

I misremember playing Jackbox with my friends. We always ended up with lots of funny inside jokes.

I misremember the first thing I wrote that I was truly proud of. It was a class assignment to write a realistic piece of a day in the life of a bird. I wrote about a Northern White-Faced Scops Owl.

I misremember the first time I laid awake all night on the verge of a panic attack. It happens when I start to think about my future.

I misremember the last time I went to Disney World. It was a trip with my high school band and we marched in a parade at the Magic Kingdom. Many band members had to get treated for heat stroke that day.

I misremember watching Stranger Things with my sister. We both decided that the show was amazing, but we hated Mike and Eleven as a couple.

I misremember when I decided to be a creative writing major. My dad told me to be an engineer instead.

I misremember deciding to minor in Simulation, Animation, and gaming. My dad told me to be an engineer instead.

I misremember deciding to double minor in Apparel, Textiles, and Merchandising. My dad told me to be an engineer instead.

I misremember when I graduated. I didn't start crying until I saw my sister crying.

I misremember my Cinderella-themed birthday party. Back then I had hope that I would have a happy ending.