Hmm according to my mom, I was a little adult, very observant and of course shy/quiet. I remember having to go to church with my dad and I NEVER wanted to be with the kids my age, I always wanted to be with the adults, to this day, I still have a disconnect with people my age (or any person really), I can't really relate to them, it's rare. It's like that whole "old soul" thing, I usually find myself talking and connecting with 40-50 year olds and wishing I was older or they were younger because for some odd reason they seem to get me.
I remember questioning the existent of God at a young age and the answers I got were not logical enough for me or never made any damn sense.
I get called weird by my brother all the time, since childhood it seems, he's some sort of ESXX, but we get along quite well, except for those rare occasions.
I remember in high school, telling someone I had multiple personalities hahaha, it didn't come out right at all, the person just looked at me like I was nuts, I meant it more like I have different "masks." I sometimes say odd/weird shit and then get looked at all of sudden, I learned to tone that down and not really say anything unless I was comfortable around someone. That goes with smart ass and sarcastic comments I use to make as well, only in similar company do I "let go," otherwise I keep it reserved. Those types of things draw attention to you, something I learned quickly and tried to avoid.
I remember being pretty direct with my words if I found something offensive, for example, I don't know I must of been like 7 and we were in San Francisco and it was my first time seeing a prostitute and I just yelled out of the car window, "THAT'S A HO!" I think I was so curious/shocked I just blurted it out or something. Another example, my family is "mixed" so we were in Los Angeles, on La Cienega Blvd, my mom had a hard time pronouncing the street name and it kept resembling something like "La see a *****" and I somehow got offended by that too and said, "YOU CRACKLE!" Hahaha. Another time, I remember the neighbors dog was urinating on our bushes, somehow again I took offense to that, ran into the house and told my parents, "CJ (the dog's name) is pissing on the bushes!" (Exact words). Another time, some neighborhood girl wanted to invite me to play, so I walk over to her house, which is a few houses down, realize that she has this elaborate tea party set-up and after "playing," I again was offended at the tea-party ordeal, went home and told my mom basically how lame that whole experience was, I did not do tea parties or what was considered "girly" shit as a little kid, I played with the boys.
I still shock my mom with my directness, she just goes "insert my name here!" then kind of laughs because it's funny, but at the same time it's a bit vulgar and unexpected to her still.
I use to hate that whole barbie/doll role-play thing too, one time I stuck one of the neighbor's barbie dolls in her fridge, but I think it was intentional and she knew about it, I can't really remember why I did that.
Oh man, there's so much stuff lol.