"My Room"

There's a place where every person expresses in a different way what you feel, this place is different because you don't have to say anything it tells all by its self; in my place there's a variety of things, there's posters in the walls that many people say they shout sex, but not all what you see its the true; Also there's a blanket hang in the wall that my boyfriend gave it to me in my sixteenth birthday; there's a shelf where I have albums of pictures, works, books and many little objects; I also hang up paintings I have made; there are to beds because there's always people sleeping over; there's a desk where I have a collage of my boyfriend and I, there's I picture of all my friends, many colors and things to do art stuff.
as I all ready said there's a lot of different things and color and that is what describes me.

I remember

I remember my first kiss, it was not perfect but it is something that you never forget.
It al start in junior high school with my first formal boyfriend we had been together about 6 moths and me had not kissed; and i have the idea that the man should make the first step and that you decied if you acepted or not.
Well one day we went to the movies and he tried to kiss me will watching the movie he did that all the time but at the end he didnt, he was insecure, but at last at the end of the move he kissed me in the very instan i never imagen and it was so quik that i couldnt respond, i was in shoked. But after all i think it is cuite the way it happend.