I was a very decent, silent and studious girl. It was the second month of my 9th class, something disparate happened with me, a boy of my class had a crush on me, and even I had a crush on him, but I never expressed it, he always stared into my eyes, I was always trying to hide my face out of him. As the days moved we both started to express our feelings but never told our love to each other, I drew a drawing of a peacock feather once, he liked it a lot, he asked me, I gave it to him. He drew a heart on it and kept it with him. Next day he gave me a sketch which had the first letter of mine and his name which formed heart.I loved it and, I kept it carefully. And as the days went on it was a month of December, now our preparatory exams arrived, it was like we should exchange the papers of our own class and correct. That day he got my paper, I went to take my paper, For the first time he held my hand under the paper, I took of my hand with shy. I think this was our first and last touch. And the days passed by and all our final exams were over. Now our summer vacation starts, I lost my contact with him for two months because I didn't have his number or my own mobile to call or text.I missed him a lot and sometimes was dying to talk to him sometimes, I thought he experienced the same as I did. But tragedy starts now.............
