The year was 1961. Sarah Tate was entering the 9th grade. She wore a red, cream, and teal plaid skirt with an aqua Peter Pan collared shirt, teal cardigan, matching knee socks, and crimson loafers. Her hair was shoulder length with a swoop bang and slightly flipped on the ends. She was nervous because this would be her first day of high school. As she looked around, it appeared that the summer had been good to most of her female peers. At the sight, she clasped her books to her chest to keep anyone from noticing her lack of development. Continue reading “First Love”
Melanie V. Logan 