The Silverbloggers Chronicles: A beautiful memory 💗🌺🎈

[nancybriti1]

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A beautiful memory

I am known for having a very good memory and remembering even the smallest details of things that happen to me. That's good, on the one hand, if what I remember is a happy and fulfilling moment, but not so good when the memories are not so pleasant. I have had many days that I will treasure until my last breath, and many of them have a date, first name, and last name. Today I am going to tell you about one of my oldest memories, but one that is very meaningful.

I was 12 years old when I left elementary school and entered high school. Although I was very excited and happy because I was advancing in my academic career, I was also very sad because I was leaving the institution where I had spent six years. I would no longer see my teachers, who treated me like their own daughter, and most importantly, I would no longer be with my friends, who, like me, had grown up in that school.

Among all the people I was most saddened not to see was a boy named Guillermo. Guillermo was the best soccer player in school, and even though all the girls flirted with him, he only had eyes for me. I was the only one he asked for water from his thermos, he walked me home after class, and he even once got into a fight with a boy who pulled my hair during recess. The teachers and our friends teased him, saying, “Guillermo is in love with Nancy,” and he would blush with embarrassment and neither say no nor yes.

At home, my sisters and I were forbidden to have boyfriends. According to our parents, if they found out about anything strange, not only would they punish us, but they would also, as a great threat, marry us off immediately. Of course, faced with such a threat, the last thing I wanted was to have a boyfriend, even though I liked Guillermo very much and he was very special to me:

"We know everything. There's nothing we don't know," Dad would say like a scary police officer or detective, or an omniscient god who sees everything.

So, even though Guillermo, who was also 12, accompanied me to my house many times, he never asked me to be his girlfriend because he knew I wasn't allowed to have a partner because I was too young.

But then came the party to mark the end of the school year. The school was decorated with streamers and colorful balloons, and all the children were dressed up. I wore a skirt and my hair down. During the first part of the party, I was jumping and dancing. That day, Guillermo looked at me like a sad little dog, and many times I caught him running his hands through my hair.

“What's in my hair?” I asked several times, and he would say,

“Nothing.”

When the party was about to end, as the best student, I received a gift from my teachers and recognition from the institution. My hands were full when Raúl, a classmate, told me that Guillermo was calling me, that he was in the classroom. Laden with gifts, I went to the classroom and found Guillermo with a stuffed animal:

“This is my gift to you,” he said and handed me the pink bear. Without knowing how, we got confused and his lips didn't go to my cheek but to my mouth, and even though I knew what that meant, I didn't pull away. Not knowing what to do, my eyes wide with surprise, on that July 30th I received my first kiss. It wasn't a passionate or long kiss, but it was one of the most meaningful.

I remember that day vividly and how I felt after I got home: I thought my lips would give me away and that my parents would realize I had been kissed, but they didn't. They never knew. No one ever knew that I received my first kiss that day, until today, when I am telling you about it.

The images are from my personal gallery and the text was translated with Deepl

Thank you for reading and commenting. Until a future reading, friends

Comments

[stresskiller]

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[nancybriti1]

Thanks for the support, friend @stresskiller and @ecency.

[tengolotodo]

Hehe I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't hearing that was your first kiss! How cute was that, but I want to know if you dropped the gifts lol!
What a great memory Nancy and here is a warm kiss hug lol!

[nancybriti1]

Nooo. I didn't drop anything, even though I was very nervous. The first few times are always remembered with special fondness. Don't you think? A first hug today!

[tengolotodo]

Hehe special fondness ones are cute I agree. It made me smile when I read it, and smile again thinking about it. Yes a first hug for you.

[asiaymalay]

I wonder if your love story with him ends there or have a continuation when you enter high school😁

[nancybriti1]

No. It ended there because he went to boarding school to study and train in soccer. I've seen him several times since then, but neither of us talks about that day. We're friends now. Thank you for your comment, my friend.