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K Mark Schofer

Write about your first crush.

Was in my fifth grade class and she mesmerized me. I had no idea what was happening or even why it was happening. She wore cute short dresses even in the winter time. I bought her a gift for Christmas. I believe it was a fancy writing pen.

I found out later, she lived across the street from my grandparents. I never ventured over. I didn’t know what to say or do. It was clumsy.

Hello,

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.