Shot Through the Heart

As Valentine’s Day is quickly approaching, a remembrance stirs of a love gone wrong, the day I knew my true love would never be mine.

I was in 2nd Grade, and my true love's name was Cheryl. Cheryl Archer. One morning the teacher asked me and another kid to carry a board down to the office. It so big that it took 2 of us to carry it.

Well, as my friend and I were carrying this thing down to the office, we were laughing and joking around. We got to laughing so hard that I fell on my butt and peed in my pants. I had to go back to class and get help.

Now, the rule in my class was that if I wanted to get the teacher's attention, I had to walk to her desk, tap her on the shoulder, and wait for her to respond. So I walked all the way in front of the class, tapped her on the shoulder, and then whispered in her ear, “Ms. Archer, I peed in my pants”.


At that moment, right then, I knew that the brunette love of my life, my teacher Ms. Cheryl Archer, would never marry a boy who peed in his pants. She would never be mine.

And so, I may have been young to have found my true love, but the loss felt like a shot through the heart.


Happy Valentine's Day.