First kiss 1998

I had my first kiss when I was six.

I hated the child who had stolen my first ever kiss. **this is up to my knowledge because how would someone know if some child had kissed them during their infant years. Oh it's not even counted.**

It had all happened when we are wondering outdoors looking for a grasshopper in their lawn yard. We crawled on our knees and bare hands. He told me to slowly move so we will not disturbed them and I did as told. In a few distance we spotted one then we both smiled. I asked him if he will catch it then he mouthed no I should catch one myself. In the count of three. He added. "One.two.three." I did. I catched the grasshopper. We both high five and got up, dust off our knees and sitted on their lawn bench.

I held onto the grasshopper not to tight not to squeeze it to die. I open my palm and stared at it in such curiosity. I it gently with my little finger. I was amazed how small and fragile it was.

"It's my first time to see a grasshopper this close. Thanks to you." I said as I examined the insect in my hands like a precious gem and I saw him smile from my peripheral view. I didn't notice he was closing our distance together.

"What are you planning? Are you gonna keep it to pet it home or set it free to where it belong?"

I turn to look at him with flashy smiles. "It's ridiculous to pet it. I will set it free." So i let it go, it flew somewhere and I bid farewell. "Bye Mr. Grasshopper. It was fun meeting you though it was just brief."

I heard him chuckle and I stared at him confuse. "Wha--"

I felt a pair of lips crashed mine and then he broke off and run away so fast I don't know where he went. I was left astonished in my spot half frozen. When I processed the whole thing I started screaming then went home.