I was 12 when i had my first kiss. His name was Bryan and we had went up to my room for privacy. We were just talking..
"Faith... If I tried to kiss you.. Would you kiss back?" He blurts out, his face only an inch from mines.
My cheeks flush,"Why not?", and he leans in. I embrace him with a kiss... Only one. We hold it for 1... 2.... 3 seconds when his lips go cold as ice. He falls, pale, weak, no blood coursing through his body..... By one touch of my lips to his. I shriek with fear I killed my first kiss.
My mother burts through the locked door,"Faith...." Her voice starts high and worried...
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