When I was like 2 or 3 I was with my dad in some underground parking somewhere. He was holding me while buying a ticket or something. We were outside the gate and I saw the thing open. It made the loudest opening noise ever and it looked like a monster that was ready to devour me. I then started crying and he soothed me saying it was just a gate
Gate was my first stated word, delivered to my brain via the mechanism of emotional trauma XD
Gate was my first stated word, delivered to my brain via the mechanism of emotional trauma XD
