I used to really like this guy when I was in sixth grade. We started meeting after school and played basketball together with the rest of his friends. One evening his friends left early so we started talking and sharing secrets. It was a really nice time and I will never forget it. It was a really quite place and no one was there and we started making out and then we did it. I was so ashamed after that and so afraid of anyone knowing, especially my family, so I kept it a secret to this very day. My family is crazy and religious, and if they knew, they would probably chop my head off today or exile me. I still like the dude, but not in love or anything.