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I know this might sound wierd, but I missed being five. The nap times, the bruises and cuts could actually heal, mom and dad could make anything better, and boys had cooties.

Nothing could heal the scars that my past had left behind last year. He was my friend Wendy's brother. He was visiting from college. I'll never forget that night. I was sitting on the couch waiting on Wendy to get out of the shower. She took too long.

Like the song by Alex Johnson, "Is this a dream or is this my lesson?" I still to this day believe it was my fault. I was too pretty, too revealing, too blind to see his looks across the table.

Walking around school with my pudge isnt something I cared about. Nobody cared, except for the people who thought their shit dont stink. They were wierd in my eyes. "Taking way too much medication?" I would ask them.

Shane was sitting with me on the picnic tables at the park. It was still December. We were wrapped up in a big wool blanket. "Body heat!" I said as he wrapped his arms and the cover around me. It was an inside joke from science class.

He held me tight. I could hear his heart practically singing too me. I felt at home. He looked down at me. "I love you, Deidra. and I want you to be mine." he said. "I love you too. but I was already yours." I said smiling. He smiled.

We embraced in a passionate kiss. You know, the kind that is firework starting, lip tingling, romantic movie. Yeah it was that good.

At that point I knew, December was the bomb.

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