My Love

My Love My first love was my girlfriend, Dawt. We are not gay, but some people said disgusting things about us. My parents and hers knew how much we loved each other. Oh God, I really miss and love her. She is my best girlfriend. Some people said disgusting things about us; we were always together because we went to the same school and sisterhood. We would hold hands all the time and even slept together. One of my classmates she was a girl, told my teacher and my mom shocking things. My mom didn’t yell at me. Both of our parents knew we loved each other. My mom is a very great woman. She made dresses for us, by herself. When, we wore the dresses we were became very petty girls. She is more petty than me. We were long been together same country. I really miss my girlfriend; her parents were mad because of the disgusting things people told them. I think it was midnight when they were gone. They moved to another country. When I knew, I cried and I felt my heart crack. I hope she missed me too. Finally, I was in the Unites states. I tried to forget her but, I still couldn’t. I trust one day I be able to forget because it will not become anything for me. When I was in Burma I heard she was married and said, “I hate Mimi”. I don’t know why. Then, I knew everything was over.