I have always had a very early memory that feels real to me, but my Mum says it must have been a dream, imagined, or similar, as she never heard about it.
The memory is that I knocked over a cup of tea at nursery, and it scalded a girl, who was taken to hospital in a yellow blanket. The girl in the memory is a real girl who went to my nursery. Something about the vividness of the memory, and distinctly remembering the yellow blanket, and exactly how it looked, really makes me think it was real.
I can well imagine that in the panic of having left hot tea around pre-school kids, and a child being hurt, you wouldn't care which child knocked it over, and so it's entirely reasonable my Mum would never have even heard about it?
But I'm not sure. What do you think?