I think, I agree that first love never dies. When I was 11 years old, I had a playmate named Liling. We are at the same age. We always played hide and seek and every morning he escorted me to school, We studied in the same school. There was no malice in me when he hold my hand when crossing the street. We lived near the school. And then, one day, I saw him with another girl and I was restless. I was wondering about the feeling I had at that moment. I was young and did not know what was that all about. I learned that the girl was his cousin. I was so happy and Lilig and I got closer day by day. One morning, I woke up with the news that Liling and his parents left for Australia to migrate there. It was morning but I sobbed terribly. . Why didn't he tell me? After some weeks, I was able to move on and until this time, I cannot forget the feelings for him.