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My First Crush: A Simply Sweet Childhood Memory

Write about your first crush.

Scott was my first crush, and he lived down the street from my grandma. One day, he offered to walk me to her house and I felt on top of the world. It was a small gesture, but it meant so much to me. You couldn’t tell me he wasn’t in to me! Lol When I turned ten, I invited him to my birthday party. Even though he was sixteen, he came, making my birthday even more special… He was all the gift that I needed. A few years later, when I was like thirteen, I think, I broke my arm, and Scott signed my cast. That cast stayed at my mom’s house long after I moved out. These memories of Scott remind me of the simple, innocent feelings of childhood. Early crushes like this leave a lasting impact and shape how we understand affection and kindness. Do you remember your first crash, and how you felt?

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