One thing I've always thought about was why it is forbidden in my country for a small boy or girl to confess their feelings to the opposite sex.
Might not really be forbidden but I guess the adults are just strict and jealous of young love, since they are single most of the time, Lol.
There is a story behind why I'm saying all this but I'm sure by the time you read through the story, you all might have experienced it one way or another.
The beginning of the love story.
So, I was a cute little boy since birth, don't ask me how I know, I just do, lol.
I was about 7 or 8 years old when I had just transferred to a new school and I still had to wear a mofty clothes to school as I hadn't been given the school uniform , so I guess I dressed nice enough to attract a girl's attention.
If I could remember vividly her name was Mary, why haven't I forgotten the name after all these years? Well I guess the event that happened then still lives with me, I might have been traumatized or maybe not.lol
About a week after I resumed, I was always a backbencher right from time, I noticed that Mary was looking at me more differently today than the days before, so I knew something was up but decided to bottle up whatever I had in mind.
After some hours she passed a paper to me from the front seat.
You might have guessed what it is by now and Yes, it was a love letter.
I read the letter with a smile on my face coupled with a little bit of fear because I was new to the school and I didn't know how the school operates, and moreover it was my first love story,lol.
The content of the letter was not an epistle of words,just a few words saying
Hi, I love you. Will you be my boyfriend?.
Love story shattered.
But, of course in every class there will always be a snitch.
Just before I received the letter, the girl she gave the letter to give to me checked the content of the letter before giving it to me and secretly reported it to our teacher.
Fear gripped me as the teacher who was a little muscular(lol) came into the class and called out Mary and I and asked if it was true. Dumb me was still holding the letter so he collected it and read it.
She took Mary to another class and when she came back, she was crying profusely and couldn't sit down. I could depict that our muscular teacher had done justice to her bum bum with beating.
At this point, I was almost urinating on my body as I thought I was next in line to be beaten. Just when I thought all hope was lost , he told me to go and sit because I was a newcomer ,but next time it happens I won't go scot free.
From the time of the event till we graduated, Mary never looked at my face again or even talked to me again.
But low key in my mind I was feeling her too then , but our love story was shattered and what seems to have a good beginning ended so drastically.
Now I'm looking for Mary , maybe we could continue from where we stopped. Lol.
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