A little 8 year old girl was playing in the park with her friends. They were playing hide and seek. When she ran to a tree to hide, she came across what seemed to be a little piece of paper. She walks up to it and sees this Polaroid picture of this cute boy about her age holding a balloon and standing in front the tree she was about to run to. She put the picture in her pocket, and continued playing hide and seek with her friends.
When she got home, she opened her favorite book, and placed the book in a random page, and forgot about it.
The same little girl is now 13 years old. She moved houses, moved states, and her parents are now divorced. She lives with her mom who is trying to balance jobs to pay the bills. The girl doesn’t have any contact with her old friends, and she has very few friends now. When she feels home sick, she pulls out her favorite book, and reads a page.
She opened the book, and saw the picture. That Polaroid picture was still there. She looked at it. She smiled. She then put it in another page of that book, and forgot about it.
She is now 18. She graduated high school in June. Her mom got her a car as a graduation gift. She was very excited, but hesitant to take the car from her mom.
It’s been a few months since her graduation, and she was driving to the beach to meet up with her friends. Looking for her sun glasses, she opened the glove box, and she saw it. The book. Her favorite book that she thought she had lost. She flips through the pages, remembering how much she loved that book, and she ran across the page with the picture. She looked at the picture. Smiled. She put the book on the passenger’s seat, the picture in her wallet, and forgot about it.
She is 26, and it’s been a week since she was married. They are on their honeymoon, enjoying themselves, being happy. As she was about to put their photo booth pictures in her wallet, her husband sees the Polaroid picture, folded up so only the little boy was showing. He pulls it out and asks his wife who the boy was. She told him that the little boy in the picture was her first love. Her husband smiled. He looked at her, kissed her, and then said, “My mom took this picture of me with her Polaroid. I was playing around with the picture, and I lost this picture in that park when I was 8 years old.”