First time I fell when I was 7 years old. His name was Sasha. Among my odnoklasnikov he stood markedly curly golden hair, open smile and shoot down all right figure athlete. He also was 7 years old. Once, walking home after school, we obsessing chat with him about any easy. Find the road junction where he had turned to the house, he suddenly looked at me as something on the particularities and said: And let’s be friends? I, of course, be happy and we agreed to part, everyone went to his home. And here-and I turned around. He stood and looked at me. And smiled. His broad and attracts a smile. What I felt then? It is difficult to describe words.

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