Steph's Auto-biography

Ribbons drifting

Before I left to fifth grade. On the last day of school, I went into this snack room, more like a closet.

When I saw this boy. He was tall, lean, had black medium hair, his lips pinkish and soft looking, his eyes glowed a bright blue.

He went to a different room for lunch, because he was many years older than me, we had a elementary and middle school together.

When I saw him,my heart raced, and palms became sweaty.

I told my best friend Tati and Chyna, they ran off to tell him. So I dropped my food, and ran under a lunch table, hoping he never saw me.

Yet I herd this rich, creamy voice say "she's hiding there". But I stayed curled up in a ball under the table till I saw his shadow disappear.

I never saw him again, I didn't know where he went or what happened.

I had told my step father about him, and he said " I made him disappear". I believed him, never telling him if another crush again.

This mysterious boy lead me to start writing stories and poetry.