They say that love at first sight is foolish, dumb and childish. 

My eyes drifted over to the group of girls in their pink and sparkly dresses, before it moved down to the dark jeans on my short legs. Their hairs were smooth and long, just like princesses but mine was dull and laid limply on my head. I was brought up differently than them, I knew. Children were supposed to be bathed in love and money by their parents but from young, I was taught to be different, with keen senses and caution of danger, I was told nowhere was safe enough to smile, to be laughing away so freely like that. 

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"Here, play with this." He held out the object.

"What is this?" I retorted brassly.

He sat down on the wooden steps by me. 

"It's a slingshot. It's my favorite toy, so you better take care of it."

"I don't need it." I pushed the toy back into his hands. 

"Take it." He placed the slingshot next to me before standing up.

"Since I'm lending you my favorite toy, you better smile. You're a girl, after all."