My First crush. His name was Danny. We were in 5th grade and he was very smart. He was preparing to take pre-algebra in 6th grade; I admired him a lot. Well all I remember is that we were pretty good friend back in the day. He was always playing basketball during recess but I didn't like basketball at the time, well I wasn't good at it. Sometimes inbetween the ball flying from side to side from dodgeball I would get a glance at him playing and always making the shot or getting the rebound. I really don't know what I liked about him but he was smart, athletic and back then although I was still a little shubby I was very athletic too and ran fast. He was actually one of the only guys that was taller than me in the 5th grade because I was the 2nd tallest girl. He had light brown hair, with hazel/green eyes. I still remember seeing him like if it was yesterday. It was a rather long crush because I still remember liking him in high school. It was a penetrating crush that wouldn't leave me for anything. The weird thing is that when I still think of him or that crush I still feel as though I am that foolish little 5th grader trying to impress this kid who was never going to pay attention to me. I know it's no longer a crush but the thought of him is still sweet as "christmas morning."
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