I expected to see a line painted on the road.  

I could not stop my friends from killing frogs.  

I pushed her off the sidewalk to prove I did not like her.  

We sat and talked before my Mother and Brother were awake.  

She asked if I knew what hump meant.  

We buried Playboys and cigarettes where nobody would find them.  

As the snow fell, I realized my ride was not coming and I walked home alone.  

We kissed on a dare, pretending it was the first time.  

She and I would spider swing and touch tongues.  

In the last game of the season, I got my first and only hit.  

Falling felt like a dream until I hit the ground.  

Hiding, I watched them have sex, he saw me, she didn't.  

I hoped no one would see my hiding place.  

I caught my first fish but could not bring myself to keep it.