I wrapped my arms around my sides, rocking back and forth while in tears, “Stop please,” I rasped, “Stop doing this.”

“Stop? You want me to stop?” Cody went and shot my childhood crush, Mitchell, the red-head falling to the ground way too close to me. He looked at me, staring me straight in the eyes, only to smile and laugh. I watched the life go away from Mitchell’s eyes as the shrieking proceeded, making me scream along with it. But instead of a final thought, I got an entire scene from Mitchell’s life:

I sat across the lunchtable from Bree, taking in secret glances at her and her slightly wavy gold hair. What could I say? I liked her….though this was 3rd grade. I continued looking at my food until I heard Bree say, “Hey Mitch!” I shot my face up to look at her and her blue eyes…only to have her straw paper fly into my mouth. I made a funny surprised face which made Bree giggle. The other guys at the table laughed along with her.
I swore then and there that I would tell her my feelings…soon.