by Bj Binning

Created on: May 05, 2008   Last Updated: June 09, 2011

After reading Mitch Albom's book, "For one more day," I felt as if he read my mind. The book made me wonder what I would do if I had one more day to make it all right but most importantly, it made me want to mend the relationships I have on this earth as soon as possible.

I suddenly had a feeling of remorse because there was someone that I needed to find and ask for their forgiveness. I felt I needed to look them in the eyes so that I can see what they felt as I explained what happened and how badly I felt. This young man had a serious crush on me and I had a crush on him too but things did not go as planned, or as I wanted them to go.

It all started in the sixth grade when my mother's best friend invited us to her home. When we arrived, the first person I noticed was her nephew. He was the cutest boy I had ever seen with his large brown eyes, curly hair and the biggest and most gentle smile I have ever seen. I was instantly in love. Of course, at 11 years old, you have no idea what love means but in my mind, I was in love. We were able to play together all summer long where we sat and talked for hours at a time. We never held hands or anything else because I would not have spoken to him anymore if he had tried. This girl was not interested in being intimate, she just wanted to admire him.

Anyway, the years went by and we lost touch only to find each other again in high school. He was a year ahead of me and on my first day at school, our eyes met each other. It was at that point that we gave our hearts away.to each other. This would mean that we were both off limits to everyone else. We never did say that to each other but we both knew.

Every day, he would wait for me after class to walk me to the bus station which was about a mile away. We seldom walked together because we were afraid of our parents. My mother did not want to even hear that I walked with a boy especially this boy because she knew that we had spent some memorable times together. He was always a step behind my friends and I but we made very frequent glances at each other.

Every one at our school knew that we were together even though we were not. During lunch, he would find my hangout and we would stand under the tree with each other, without uttering a word for at least thirty minutes each day. We really enjoyed each other's company. We never shared a kiss but we once held hands. It is one of the most memorable feelings in my lifetime.

The day would come where I allowed peer pressure to get

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