Chapter 5 Kory

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At night i dream about him. His face echos my mind and I began to remember the first time we kissed. We went to see a movie and he held my hand before he was out of the closet and the rest of the time i couldnt pay attention to the movie. At times i would rest my head on the seat and just stare at him, and he would do the same back. I could feel his warm breath, i cuff my hands on his jaw and were so close, and i kiss him. When people think of french kissing, they think if it sexually, but with jacob, it wasnt, when the movie ended we were kissing. When he was dropping me off at my house, we were kissing. I had finnaly found some one to love me back, and Damn, it felt good, even until my last night in Redleaf...

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