Personal Narrative

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Here we are, 13 years old me. It was summer, in 2017. My friend Bryan and I were going into eighth grade, and starting to look at relationships more seriously. Bryan wasn’t really into them at this point, so when a girl started to like him, he didn’t care. We met this girl named Krista, from other friends. She was 5’3”, pale, funny, and caring. Krista immediately went after Bryan, doing whatever she could to make him happy. Bryan finally had to tell her how he actually felt. After doing so, she came to me. Looking for comfort, in which I gave her. We both started to catch feelings after talking for a week or so. Then one night, everything changed. She was mine, and I was hers. We had gone to Panera for a “first date” and we had a blast. We sat next to each other, I had my hand around her and her head was on my shoulder. I don’t think I had ever been so happy in my whole life. All I could think was, how did I, pale, short, athletic, and crazy, get a girl like that. …show more content…

While on facetime, she greeted me like, “Hey babe!” and I would respond back with, “Hey beautiful!” She loved it, I did everything to make her smile. One day, she wasn’t feeling too good. She called me frantically and said,”I can’t do it anymore Dylan, I’m not breaking up with you, but I need your comfort.” I responded with, “I’m in a tough spot right now, but I’m

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