Little Anthony

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2009

I remember when I first started liking boys. I was about 5, and I liked this kid in my preschool class. I was living in Las Vegas at the time.
Anthony was sweet. He was a light skinned little curly headed kid, with hazel eyes that I really liked. We would always sit together at lunch and he'd share his grapes with me. He used to bring grapes everyday so he could share them, and if he forgot (which was rare) he would say he was sorry and give me a hug. I'd tell him it was ok, and we would laugh.We would place our mats next to each other during nap time, and he would give me his stuffed frog to hug while we napped.
He would fall asleep, and I'd stay awake and just look at him sometimes.
I remember wanting to marry Anthony. And live forever with him. 
But I ended up moving schools and never seeing him again. It was kinda sad, but I was young so I got over it quickly.
I do miss the grapes though.

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