First Love

She looked into his eyes painfully. He stared back, not taking his eyes off her. “I’m sorry”, she said, “You will have to go. Mom hates you. But I’ll always love you.”
With tears in her eyes, she tore down the huge poster of Winnie the Pooh from the wall with her tiny hands.

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