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He kissed me.

I felt anger and passion in his kiss. Along with  his pain and genleness. His lips tingled against mine as he tried to slip through. Reality sinks into me and angered I grab onto his jacket and push him back. We're both out of breath. I wipe my mouth and hold my hand against my lips as tears gather in my eyes. My first kiss!    He smirks, "that shut you up, didnt it?"    I fall on my knees as i wipe away the tears. Stupid! He's so stupid!    He laughs. "What? Dont tell me that was your first!"   Mary flips him off as she helps me up.   "Consider yourself lucky". He walks away.   "Just Ignore him, are u ok?" Mary asks me.  I nod and slowly get up.    Why key, why? -------------------- FLASHBACK   "Dad! Please! Please don't leave me!" A five year old me cried as he was being pulled into the room for surgery.    "Don"t worry.. I'll be right here. Wait outside with your sister. It'll be fine, I promise." I sniffled, but finally let go of his hand so they can take him in. I was gullible at the time....... He wasn't going to be fine because during these days were the last I'd see him alive.   I ran to he waiting area to find my older sister, Dalia (who was holding my recently born sister, Naomi). She looked at me with sad eyes. She knew he wasn't going to make it and he was the only one who really understood me . My mother left us after Naomi was born to finish her career as a singer and promised she would be back. I really was gullible. I started crying.   "It'll be okay." I heard and turned to see who it was.   A boy my age was calmly sitting in a chair drawing something in a notebook. He had on an oversized white t-shirt and basketball shorts, his hair was dark and slightly curled at the top. He had dark colored eyes, but they sparkled in the light. He slightly raised his eyebrows as he had on a weak crooked smile like it was his first time smiling.    "How do you know?" I sniffled.   "My daddy' is an amazing healer! He'll save him I promise!"   I stared down at my feet.   "Hey look over here!" He shouted. I turned to see him he picked his two pencils up and started twirling them weirdly on the side of his head and made a weird face. I giggled.    He smiled, "You have a pretty smile!"    I  walked over to him, who was drawing pictures . I looked at them they were amazing in my eyes.    "Wow!!" I smiled as I noticed he drew a picture of me.   He took out the paper. "Will you be my friend?" he asked.   I nodded in excitement.    "My name is Kibum Kim you can call my bummie or Key!" Key waited for my name.   "My name is Avilyn Park."   He held out his pinky, "Friends?"   I nodded as we linked them together.   Day atter day, I would come to visit my dad at the hospital and Key would be there. We'd play and forget all about our problems. Which i found out about keys years later. We would laugh and run around while being amazed at some things we never knew about. Then the day came when my sister told me  dad was going away for a long time, in a place called heaven. I