My First Real Fight

My first real fight was with a boy name Luther. We fought on the playground, a couple of blocks from the schoolyard. I don't know what started the fight. I think Luther said he liked me, so I tried to knock his head off!

By the end of my junior high,
Luther and I had become friends.
During his senior year Luther asked me to his prom. But please he said, "leave your boxing gloves at home." We laughed and talked about our first fight; the day I tripped him as he was getting off his bike, the time I threw the baseball and hit him on his leg,
and when I threw the bat and hit him real hard upside his head.
We went to McDonald's one day for lunch. Luther brought me French fries and a large Cherry Coke®.
The next day I told Tyrone to beat Luther up!

I did all these things to him
and all Luther wanted was to be my boyfriend!

Debbie La'Sassier

Patchogue, NY