When we were young our lives consisted of questions.
The questions we needed answered. The hundreds of questions our parents and teachers asked.
But a ten year old was never meant to have all the answers.
My classmates attended the big party. Stupid me promised to dance with every girl. Boys stood on one side, girls on the other.
My friends taunted me. “Go dance.”
With wobbly knees and sweaty forehead, I tried to look cool.
Then I spotted Lisa Big Boobies Barelli. Oh my, she could fill up a B-cup like no other girl in school.
Ever since kindergarten when she first smiled at me, I knew the other girls didn’t compare. Lisa had all her teeth.
From across the room I admired her.
Who cares if she had rounder cheeks than the other girls?
Lisa had something the skinny girls didn’t have.
She had curves.
Deep breath…..I broke the…
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