Describe an incident in your childhood that you will always remember

One time me and my best friend at the time told my mom we were going out to visit a friend in reality that friend was having a party and we were gonna crash it cause my best friends ex was there and she didn’t want him to have a good time with other girls so we go we get in everything is cool so like it was a street party people were drinking having a ball... I’m a LIGHT WEIGHT and of course knowing that I drank 2 full cups of straight vodka mixed with wine and I was sloshed I blacked out and to this day I remember nothing after hitting the ground my best friend left me at the gate of my house and didn’t tell my mom I was there I laid there for a solid 4 hours me and her aren’t friends anymore cause like I could’ve gotten raped or kidnapped anyway yeah...

Incident 1: I was 3 year old. I went to a shop with my mother, there I saw many people drinking coca-cola so I asked her to buy me one but out of health concern and all she refused, instead gave me a lollipop and brought me back in home. Now, being a Bengali it is a kind of tradition that after lunch we always take a nap no matter what. So as my parents were taking the nap, I eloped, and guess what, I went to that shop asked for coca-cola from the shopkeeper, when he also refused to give, I picked up a used straw (from the dustbin may be) and started sucking it. Fortunately, one of my aunt saw me in that condition and brought me back to home.

Incident 2: I was 4 year old now. My mother had this very beautiful red colour purse with matching sunglasses, I used to praise them, oh I still love them. I always used to see my mom wearing that classy sunglasses, taking the purse from the table ( in style) and then locking the door and keeping the keys inside her bag. So one pretty Sunday, my mom was in home and so her purse and sunglasses. So I decided to imitate her. Just like her I fixed a bindi on my forehead ( taking it off from the mirror), put the sunglasses on, took the purse from the table and voila! Locked the door! With my parents and grandparents inside the home. And I left ( only god knows where I was going ) fortunaly my grandmother was in balcony and saw me going and the rest is history. I can still feel the slaps on my face.

Iam pretty sure the answer is c