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Personal Entry: Child's Mistake
Six years ago, I met a pretty girl in a driving class. She was smart and goofy and wanted to give me her phone number.
She was the first person to ever be seriously hurt emotionally by my actions, and I have never forgotten. I remember watching her drive away, less than a year after learning how. I remember staring at the point where her car left my sight. It was a week before Valentine's day, It was raining, and I was wearing sunglasses. I stood for an hour, feeling stupid and childish. I wanted to take back what I'd done, what I'd said. She had treated me like I was her prince, and I repaid her by breaking her heart. I had been scared, and I had made a child's mistake.
That moment stands out in my memory as an important moment in my development as a person. I vowed then to never again run scared from anything, and I never have, even at times when I probably should have.
"Everyone makes mistakes. If you didn't make mistakes, then you wouldn't be part of 'everyone'"
I never spoke to her after that day. Every once in awhile, something makes me think of her. Recent events brought her to mind again. I wonder where she is and how she's doing. I wonder if she's reaching her goals and discovering her dreams. I wonder if she knows how important she was to me, and how sorry I still am for treating her badly. Maybe, someday, I'll find her and ask...
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