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This girl in my neighborhood likes me and she threw a red tampon at my family's garden. I instantly picked it up and I then smelled the tampon. It had the same beautiful scent as her. I then saw her at the balcony and I went to her house and climbed up to her.


When I was standing in front of her face to face, she told me "If you want to prove to me that you are a real man, you will have to find me". I proceeded to find her. She was doing a combination of smiling and laughing while she was running. I was also smiling and laughing while I ran after her. It was very fun. We played cat and mouse game. I was the cat and she was the mouse.


I then reached her and said "Now I have you my beautiful lady" and she said "I will now walk around you" and I said "I will also walk around you" and then we both proceeded to walk around each other.
After a couple of minutes, I then walked home. It was a very good day and I really enjoyed spending time with her.


Then her grandma opened the door and asked "Has anyone seen my tampon?"


 

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