At the age of three

I had my first kiss.

My hands sweating and my face dropping water

all over my shoulder.

My mom told me "Justin,go play with

that lovely girl over
there

but I didn't I just

sat there

like a lazy cat looking at her

coffe sparkly eyes.

When all of a sudden Mark came in.

He liked her too

and

liked to tease and bully me all the time.

I didn't want the scary monstor to go

play with her, she's

a beautiful lili flower that I

didn't want to see desroyed.

So I went up to her.

With my shirt all wet

saying," OMG what are you doing

JUSTIN!

When Mark came walking towards us

I got her by my shaking, sweaty hands

while her's were

soft as a bunny's fur

and

when I got up

to her face

I closed my eyes

and

kissed her.

It felt like tasting a

sweet sweet

lollipop and flying through space