i realized girls were magical when i was 6.
my first crush was a girl named layla, she had olive skin, accompanied with long brown hair, and eyes that were practically black.
when i went to her house after school, i thought it was a mansion.
i met her mom and her mother.
i knew right then i wanted to be just like her parents.- that was my favorite thing about her.
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