Crush: daily post

Tell us the story of your first crush.

In 1981, I saw a boy that was cuter than the rest. I was a shy, unathletic kid so I’m not sure what possessed me to chase him on the playground . . . for two years.

What would I have done if I did catch him? No idea. He was so fast that I didn’t think I would.

Then one day, I stopped chasing him. He didn’t like me in the same way. I had to face the fact that he was not interested in me. It was time to gather what was left of my pride and move on to the third grade.

“Just a small town girl – living in a lonely world.” Concert tickets are practically essential. Musicals are the key to life. I like movies, music,books, and corny jokes.

1 Comment

  1. I fancied a boy called Bobby who wasn’t in the least bit interested. I gave up when he got married at a young age, most likely because he got the girl pregnant and in those days you were pressured to get hitched. The thing that really cheesed me off was that she was a senior and damned pretty!

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