Personal Narrative: My First Time

He is now gone for three months. I have not had many people in my life that I can share everything with. The time that I have had to spend with you just seems only a couple of days. Time goes by so fast when you're having fun right. I met you in the seventh grade at West Jr. High. Not the greatest school to attend but that doesn't matter because a couple years after that I met you, someone that hasn't left my side since then. It took a couple of years of me easing my way into your life slowly. Of course it's great to start things off as friends which seems typical.

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It was October of the year twenty fifteen. I had invited him and his friend, Malcolm over my house just to chill watch movies and play video games with me and my sister Alexis. It was an exciting moment for me I could feel butterflies in my stomach from him just coming over.The only thing that could go through my head was “this is it, i got this.”I was really good friends with Malcolm because he lived right across the street from me, so lucky me my crush was really good friend with him too. That night we both left the room so that my friend and Malcolm can have some time alone.In this moment I could feel my stomach touching my feet, like an intense rollercoaster ride.Just a little alone time is all I wanted. We sat on the stairs in the dark right next to the room. I listened to him tell me story about how some creepy old dude died in my house a couple years before I had moved in. All I could think inside my head is why is he just talking? and why hasn't he kissed me yet? The only thing I heard myself say was “Oh really, too bad I'm not scared of anything including you and your terrible story.” Then he says “oh that's too bad because I'm really good at comforting girls in their time of need.” Next thing you know the door opened and my friend wanted to come back into the room.That fast the chance for a kiss had been snatched away. We walked back into the room and finished watching the movie.I was very disappointed in the current situation.I felt as if maybe I wasn't sending the right signals. I could not help but think that he was not interested in me. I liked him but if he liked me wouldn't he kiss me? *** It was December 25 the day of christmas of course. He had showed up at my house randomly. I was smacked with shock when I opened the door in my silk blue pajamas.I could feel the butterflies come back but way more than before. In his hand he held at small blue box, which he knows is my favorite color with a note.He breaks the silence and says “ Here this is for you, Merry Christmas I hope you like it.” I then say “thank you, I didn't know we decided…” Before I could even finish my sentence he had sped away faster than I could even blink.This moment was completely random and I felt astonished by his sudden actions. I opened the box and what it said confused me. The note read “ I'm glad I got what I wanted for christmas which is you, my muse.” with a silver necklace that was a …show more content…
Just writing little letters to him like the girl off of Dear John isn't going to get it for me. Just getting these letters and him saying what they are saying to him and telling him that I don't love him.That we will never be together and I am back home with someone else right now.He writes me how dirty the water is and how they tell them the most terrible things about his family and him.It was a hard couple of months of not seeing or communicating with him.We had never been apart this long since we started dating.He is gone and I am alone and I hope things don’t change when he comes back. Some people never come back the same. How do I know he will still want me?Will we still connect the same way?Will the connection be as strong as it was