My first Crush

When I got older, that’s the only time when I began to realize that I had fallen for my first friend. He was not only my first friend but he was my first crush as well. I remember going out with my sister to play with our neighbors when she didn’t have classes. I was always alone in the house with the maid so I was excited to go out and play with my sister.

I remember my mom telling me that I can play with our neighbors since their son is of the same age as me, and her mom is one of my mom’s close friends, Mrs. Vivian. When I was introduced to him, I was really shy back then and just mentioned my name. He just smiled then we began to play. I was so happy that I just met my first friend.

There were times when I will be stingy and be mean to him, but he just ignored it and he still played with me. Well you can say that as a child, I was a bit selfish when it comes to my toys since I never have to share it with anyone since I’m always alone, I just don’t like others playing with it, and most importantly I hate it when they destroy it.

There was a time when I got mad at him for destroying my toy and then he cried. I began to run after him and comforted him saying I was sorry. He said he didn’t care if I was mad but what he doesn’t like is to see me sad. He said how sorry he was and we played again as if nothing happened.

Our happy times have to end one way or another. I was informed that we will be leaving and staying with our relatives in Maragondon. I played as much as I can with him but I never told him that we will soon be leaving. I don’t want him to cry again (he really was a crybaby back then).

The next day, it was time to leave, all our things our packed. I was very sad, knowing that we won’t be coming back here, and most importantly, I will not be able to see my best friend. I bid goodbye to everyone and as I was going out of the gate, I suddenly felt someone hugging me, it was him, he finally found out before I left. He was crying and said how sorry he was for being a bad playmate and promised to be good as long as I stay.

Tears then began falling in my cheeks. I told him that we have to go to where most of our relatives are staying. I told him how happy I was that I met him and I hope to meet him someday when we get older. I went in the car and waved goodbye to the people and especially to him, hoping that I can see him soon.