She was thirteen years old when she met him in the park one day. He smiled at her and she blushed, the girls in class always whispered about him, he was the captain of the school cricket team and was tall, taller than her brothers and looked much stronger.
When they met again on the grounds behind the school, she knew he was going to kiss her and waited with bated breath. After that moment, she felt she would never be the same again. Her dream was shattered, the movies and novels had led her to believe that it would be earth-shattering, but it was just, well, wet. All she could remember was someone slobbering over her.
A sobering thought struck her, Padma, her neighbour in class had told her that girls got pregnant on kissing, she panicked now and ran to him. He was sixteen, he would know what to do.
"What if I get pregnant?", she sobbed to him
"What!", he looked puzzled and irritated. He was donning his pads, on his way to the pitch when she stopped him.
"We kissed, what if I get pregnant?"
"Don't be stupid!!", he brushed her aside and went out to face the fast bowler.
She left the grounds, dejected, she felt cheap now, cheap and used, still frightened that she could get pregnant.
Her nightmares started that night, in every one, she was pregnant, her family disowned her and he was laughing at her and saying,"You were stupid!!"
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