When I was thirteen, I met this really cute boy. He was unbelievable. By the third day of his arrival, we were already dating. I loved him more then anything else in the whole wide world. oh, what I would do to be with him now. Anyways, lets call him anonymous. Anonymous stayed for a few weeks and left to go see his momma, a person he was real close to. Months later, he comes back. I figure the we were still dating...so he said. School had let out in the year of 2010-2011. I was in seventh grade. In fact, the day was May 19, 2011. My grandmother picked me up that day. I arrived back at my house on July 30, 2011. Turns out. he moved and he didn't really want to date. Anonymous only wanted to date me to show that he could get a girl. That I figuered out later. Now I do not like boys like I really used to. They are now my warning sign.