Garvey and I hiked the trail, it was a very hot day. We should have worn shorts. We took off our shirts.
Garvey was chubby and I was skinny back then.
He had red hair and he had a crush on me, especially when we wrestled.

At the top of the trail, Garvey wanted to wrestle, “It’s too hot man get off,” I said.
He wouldn’t listen and jumped on me.He started kissing me and pulling down my sweat pants.
I pushed him off.
“Get off you queer,” I yelled.

Looking back on that day, I wish i hadn’t said that to hm,he went into a rage, kicked me in the nuts. I fought back and he fell and hit his head on a rock.
I told the police and his family that Garvey fell. I didnt explain anything further.
I miss Garvey now and am sorry I killed him.
I should have just let him grope me or whatever.