>be me as a baby
>first known memory of my life
>floating outside a window where everything is yellow and I am looking into the window from the outside seeing my big brother playing with me on the second floor
>was never even told during any point of my life that we lived in that house
>ask my mother if we did
>she said we had
>I asked whether she had placed the baby crib by the window
>she said yes
>after some time find out that my older relatives that lived in the house all claimed it was haunted and that it was scary
It was a very weird house, literally like 8 meters from the ocean, it was the only house that close to the shore. I was told that my mother got a very good deal on renting the house and she never actually met the owners in person, and only talked to them through the phone. A bunch of weird stuff was happening in the house apparently according to my older relatives, I have no memory of anything other than what I mentioned, but we were poor and it seemed like nobody else wanted to be in the house hence the good deal. It is no longer a residence today and is owned by a business, seems like nobody wanted to live there.