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Day Sixteen: Your First Kiss.

My first kiss happened with I 5ish- maybe 6, I was still in kindergarten in any case. It was with my first boyfriend (yes, kindergarten. I was very mature), Zack; he was chubby and cute and cuddly in that irresistible 5 year old way. It was before school or maybe at the end of recess, I don’t remember, I just know where were standing outside our classroom door and he kissed me. No tongue (WE WERE BABIES), but right on the lips; then we walked back into the class holding hands.
 I don’t recall us kissing again after that, and we broke up a week later because he contracted cooties (OBVIOUSLY NOT FROM ME, THE CHEATER) and I dumped a carton of milk on him.

  Bastard.

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