First kiss Stories

Vallon, my best friend, and I sat on the couch, mesmerized by the blanket of whiteness covering the woods behind us. Through the snow-covered branches, I could see Royal Lake, frozen over. The 4.1-mile path surrounding it was invisible, obscured by the eight to ten inches of heavy snow that had fallen Sunday night and into Monday morning. The scene was pristine, idyllic. Picture-perfect. Knocking on the front door awakene...

A kiss so pureSo chasteSo innocent and true Breath catchesHeart hammersPulse deafens me Not sure what to doWhere to holdWhat's allowed Want to go fastBut maybe we should take it slowWhat do you want? Never felt such soft Beautiful lipsTasted such wonder

Chapter Seven - Oasis “So do you play any sports?” Nick asks me as we start driving to the cinema. “I do horse riding. I’ve been riding since I was five or six and I started competing when I was twelve. I’ve won a lot of competitions and I have a competition this weekend,” I tell him, glad to put the incident with Taylor behind me. “Do you own any horses?” Nick asks me curiously. “Yeah, I own a black thoroughbred mare nam...

It is July third, 2013, and a warm, soft night outside tonight. The fireflies are rising, and I am reminded of a night just like this one, many years ago – Paul Anka was singing “Diana” on the record player, and all the other kids were lined up, doing a dance called the cha-cha. I watched from the side, and sipped my coke. I watched Mary Lou Basler and Joy Abraham, since they were directly in front of me. Mary Lou was wea...

He was only 9 years old. His world was about to shatter and then be put back together as something completely different. It wasn't his fault, but he would pay, and he would remember the loss and the pain for years to come. His parents had been fighting for years. They had married young and he was the cause. He was a surprise to a young couple just dating, not meaning to be serious. He figured that out years later, but now...