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“Do you remember when you were three years old and you would run to your mother when you scraped your knee so she could kiss your booboo? ‘Cause for some weird reason we thought that little kiss was magic? We believed it just healed everything. But when you get older, you realize that sometimes there are booboos those kisses can’t fix. Especially when the person who kisses your knee isn’t even there.” Meet Kai Sparks. Broken, scarred and 17.
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"Now I'm going to tell you something and I want you to listen. I don't want either of you kissing anybody or being kissed is that understood?" our mother said sternly. "But why mommy?" Haley asked as curious as I was. "Darling it's important you do as mommy says because a kiss, a kiss can last forever. How do you think babies are created? You should only kiss someone if you really love them and that would only be once you are an adult not a child. I don't want either of you kissing before you are eighteen is that understood?" our mother said. My jaw dropped open wide in shock from what she had just said. I became fascinated and frighten both at the same time. I told myself then and there I would never kiss anybody as long as I lived. I didn't want to disobey our mother and end up pregnant. *Story contains male pregnancy.*

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