May 15, 2007, 01:14 AM
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I remember being 6 years old when I had my first kiss.
There was this fad going around the day-care center I was at of everyone starting to "date". It was nifty at best. None of us really knew what the point was, we just sort of gravitated to the first girl we noticed and went from there.
In retrospect it was pretty lame, but I remember my first kiss being with a girl named Krystal. She was a pretty cool girl, kind of shunned because she was a nerd (but so was I, probably why we got on so well), and out of nowhere on the playground one day she asked me to be her boyfriend. I of course said yes, and we sat down under the jungle gym and kissed.
It wasn't like passionate or anything, but it was nice. It remains one of my fondest memories. Unfortunately, both of our parents found out and barred us from seeing each other. Her parents even went as far as pulling her out of the day-care center.
Soon after, I moved to New Hampshire. I haven't seen or heard from her since. Kind of sad, really.
How ya doing, buddy?
If there is evil in this world, it lies within the hearts of mankind.

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