The first time I fell in love

Thank you very much the organizer @alena-vladi for this wonderful contest.

I am more than happy sharing my
love experience to the community on how I finally fell in love.

My love life started when I was living with my aunty at below Foncha in Nkwen Bamenda North West Region of Cameroon. My Parents pleaded with her that I should stay there and attend secondary school. The school I was attending was Allo comprehensive High school. I alway have problems with my aunt because though she had other children but all the house chores, I was the one doing it.

So one Saturday I decided to relax equally like her children. When she discovered, she got me well beaten. I left the house, wandered the town and reached a fiel sad on the sand, deep in thought, watching tourist, footballers playing ball, families and loved ones strewing up and down around st John's parish in Foncha street. It was a beehive of happy people. A tear rolled down my cheeks as I watched them.

By 4:00p.m. my aunt was worried because she has not seen me and wondered what could have happened. She smelt danger and sick the concern of the head quarter, who identified boys to comb the entire community of below Foncha.

The sun was going down, I seemed to see two human figures smiling and waving at me, the fiel was almost empty, except for some three or four late players. When I brought down my eyes, tears followed and my nose ran. Then I discovered a young man sitting close to me. He had been there for about three minutes. He was young and handsome. He also had young chocolate tablet muscles gradually forming on his belly. He was 20 and was called Stephan.

Without a word, he lifted me up and for the first time our eyes met. The steady look spoke a language, a strange language, the language of the heart. Then he gave me a long hug, a warm embrace that reminded me of almost forgotten memories. For the first time in my life I felt some warmth, the warmth that only a family could give me.

Then he whispered "it's getting late, it's time to go home". I whispered back"Oh no, oh no I won't. In a soft pleasing tone he said please go home. I said okay I will. So they left.

Mean while my aunt and the buys were looking at us immediately they left my aunt pleated with me and we went back home.

The memories could not leave me I was just thinking only about him, until we met again at that same fiel and things started happening though we did not end up.

I will invite @sirri2 let us hear her own side of the story.