Memory #11

When I was 11, I had the most enormous crush on the boy that lived next door to me, Kyle. He was a couple years older and had the most beautiful shiny blond hair you have ever seen. I would stalk him from my bedroom window. He was always skateboarding in in his driveway. I became so infatuated with him that if I was wearing my headgear I would avoid the windows in case he saw me. I had my dad take the handle bar off my Alf scooter so that it turned in to a skateboard and I would skate around the block, praying he would see me. But the best moment of all was when I put my speakers from my stereo in my window and blared Dream Lover by Mariah Carey while he as in his front yard. You know, cuz it was the coolest song and he was the cutest boy.