first boy, first girl

I’ve written in general about my crush on different people through childhood and youth. But here are my first stories;

the boys name was beginning with M, he was an outsider and he had dark har like myself. I believe I was 11 years old then. I could not stop thinking about him and I felt drawn to him in ways unknown before. In the end I dared to ask him if we could be together because my friend told me to do it. He said no but in a kind and surprised way. I genuinely believe he didn’t expect to be a target of someone interest. I found out later that we shared the conditions of nocturnal enuresis, bedwetting girl meeting bedwetting boy. I hope he found someone in the end, a person he liked who wanted him as more than a friend.

the girl was one of the high-status members of our class, a thin blonde girl with very long hair. It really was strange how I was knowing my preferred direction in this stage, but I believe it was a sign to my self from this young teenage times that I was different. But I was fascinated by her unusually thin features and her very long blonde hair. She was different but popular, something I honestly also wanted to be, a person people look at with interest. I recently found out she is now a doctor, she was very intelligent and a good girl with school work and social interactions.

i believe the crushes were about more than the features they had, it was about my own place in the social hierarchy and who I wanted to be in our youth environment.

thank you for reading this, I hope it was okay to hear my story of crushes. I wish you a good day today ❤