Remember My First Kiss
When I was in the first grade I played with this boy named Ben every day. We stared at the sun together simply because grown-ups told us we would go blind. He was right there with me when I sprained my arm after falling out of a tree then with me when I re-sprained when I jumped out of a swing. We only lived in Mapton for one year and on the last day of school on the school bus he kissed me and ill always remember him as my first kiss.