My First Girl, 2006, by John Doe

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Who: John Doe
What: First Girl
When: May 2006
Where: Ohio

My first love was a heartbreaker; it all started my freshmen year I needed a date to homecoming dance I really wanted to go with this girl who was two years older than me. I was too nervous to ask her so I had my sister ask her because the girl and my sister had been friends for a while. So my sister asked her and we ended up go to the dance together. The next day I asked her to go out with me on a date and she agreed to go out with me. From then on out we were with each other from then on out we were together every single day.

My parents and her thought that we were getting way too serious for how old we were, but it really didn’t bother us at least I didn’t think so but I guess I was wrong because she had other plans. She told me that if we didn’t slow things down that her parents were going to make us break up. So we did it was kind of weird but I put up with it. She couldn’t do it either and we got back together and everything was working out fine.

We were going steady again and we anit fighting at all things were going great until rumors started to get spread around that she was cheating on me. I guess she was at partying and she gave one of my friends a lap dance. I wasn’t that mad I was a little pissed off but I got over and we still were together and she kept saying she was sorry for what she had done a stupid me I believed she was telling the truth to me.

So the days went on every thing seemed fine until one of my friends came up to me in the hall way and told me that she had done stuff with him the weekend before at this party. At first I was kind of shocked and I didn’t know what to say. Then I realized what he had just told me and I wanted to snap and just haul off and hit him but I didn’t. The way I looked at it he had enough heart to come up to me and tell me I figured that I should just let him go and just forget all about. I went to find and ask her all about it. I found her sitting in the lunchroom and I just snapped I went to her lunch table. When I got there she already knew that I heard about her and the other guy she started to say she was sorry but I cut her off halfway through her sentence and told her never to look, call, or speak to me again.

That was the end of our relationship.