First Thoughts and Reactions

This is dedicated to the mutepoet.blogspot.com, thanks to her I will start making this little series about my memories with some fiction added in too.

As I walked down the hall from my room to the front door I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened yesterday; I had kissed a girl. The action felt so natural but yet I don't know why I still feel like I want to kiss, our guy friend, Clayton. This thought had made its way into my mind because of an image I can't get out of my head, the image had so much love, no care in the world, and I guess I just want to feel like that for a little bit of my 8-year old life.

As I walked out I walked down the stairs and crossed the road to Clayton's house. I was so used to going here it felt like my second home, but I had to remind myself that we are just friends, even though I wanted more...*

*these thoughts never truly happened but looking back I unconsciously did want it to happen.