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I'm not sure where I would begin my memoir. I like where we ended off on page 118: "With this first cigarette, I kissed childhood goodbye. Now I was a grown-up." I would probably begin it with a significant moment in my life (so far) the beginning of something, or a cracking point, or the end of my "childhood" (it's over?!) Something with emotionally gripping detail. Or like start at a point when my life got seriously/ drastically different. I don't think I have given myself enough distance from all the events in my life to write about it yet, I mean, heck, I'm only eighteen. I am in awe that Satrapi is able to remember things, for example, her father said, from way back when she was just a kid. Not sure I can even do that.