TheStory

Josie,thatsafantasticstory.quot;Someoneoncetoldmethat,towritewell,youhavetowritewhatyouknow.ThisiswhatIknow.quot;Im25yearsold,andIveneverreallykissedaguy.IgaveittothecourseandmostofmychildyearswerespentdoingtheextrahomeworkIrequestedfromtheteachers.Highschoolismoreofthesame.Thenat17,itseemsthatmylifewasabouttochange.Thecutestguyaskedmetotheseniorprom,butitturnedouthimbamedmeasascrewjoke.AndIveneverfullyrecovered.quot;Ireceivedanassignmentfirstasareportertogobacktohighschoolandfindoutaboutthekidstoday.WhatIendedupfindingismyselfandthathighschoolhasntchanged.quot;Thereisstillthatoneteacherwhomarchestoourowndrama.Therearegirlswhoarestillthere,theonesthatevenhasyougrownup,willremainthemostbeautifulgirlsyouveeverseencloseup.Thesmartkids,whoeveryoneelseknewasthebrains,butIjustknewthemasmysoulmates,myteachers,myfriends.Andthereisstillthatoneguy,becauseofmysteriousconfidence,whoseemssoperfectineveryway,theguyyougetupandgotoschoolforinthemorning.SouthGlanwouldnothavebeenthesamewithouthim.Highschoolwouldnothavebeenthesamewithouthim.Iwouldnothavebeenthesamewithouthim.quot;Ilivealifetimewithregretsaftermyfirsthighschoolexperience.Andnow,aftermysecond,myregretsdeducttotheone.Acertainteacherwashurtonmypathtoselfdiscovery.Andalthoughthisarticlemayserveasastep,itinnowaymakesupwhatIdidtohim.Tothisman,youknowwhoyouare,Imsosorry.AndIwouldliketoaddonemorething:IthinkIminlovewithyou.AndsoIproposethis,asanendingtothisarticleandperhapsabeginningofthenextchapterofmylife:I,JosieGalar,wouldbeattheStateChampionshipBaseballGamewithmyfriendsoftheSouthGlanplayingforthetitle.Iwillstandinthemiddleofthepitch5minutespriorthefirstpitch.Ifthismanacceptsmyapology,Iaskhimtocomekissme--myfirstrealkiss.quot;