>>484652655Okay.
When I was a kid in preschool, I didn't really have any friends. I was a very violent kid who would throw chairs when I lost in musical chairs or didn't get my way in some other manner. My only friend was a fifth grade girl teacher assistant who came twice a week after school. She always managed to keep me calm and introduced me to DBZ(absolutely loved her for it).
In kindergarten, on the first day of school, I was pitching a fit not wanting to go. I was crying as my mom walked me into my classroom. I was the last student to arrive. Then I met my first crush, Summer. As soon as I laid eyes on her(she was beautiful), I instantly stopped crying as I sat from across her. I started to feel butterflies in my stomach and would stare at her in the corners of my eyes all day.
We ended up becoming best friends and we would do all our school work together. We didn't really talk much. Our form of communication was me making funny faces to her, always succeeding in making her laugh. I had been changed by her, and was now pretty mature for my age and was no longer acting like a spoiled brat and even heckin' loved school. I went to her birthday, we rode in a NASCAR together, and we rode rides at six flags together. She was basically my girlfriend.
However, during the first week of first grade, my mom dropped the news on me that we were moving. We ended up moving that night. I never got a chance to ask my best friend for her phone number. Never got the chance to say goodbye.
Fast forward to third grade, I convince my mom to let me return to my old school even though it was out of the school district. I had been listening to emo music as a 7-8 year old thinking about her. When I returned to my school, I learned she had died in a car crash the year prior. I never got over it. She was everything to me. I haven't had a friend since, just acquaintances. I never liked my only girlfriend of three years nearly as much as I loved Summer. I will never forget her
