The Memory.
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Today was the last day of Lisa's 7th grade year and things started to change. That afternoon she received her very first kiss at the city park with one friend and two other girls there to force and watch the scene that lasted one awkward second. She doesn't remember how it felt. She didn't tell anyone besides her "friends." Then after that kiss the boy walked home and she never saw him again as her boyfriend. They broke up during the summer. They lasted three months. Then personal matters started occurring. Not positive, negative. The afternoon she received her first kiss was probably that last time she was truly happy.
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