There she was with her untied hair swaying till her waist and the sheen of those black tresses mesmerizing me. I was in class sixth and she was our arts teacher and I was smitten by her beauty. The entire periods were spent looking at her only. Never a more pretty person have I ever seen till now. She was and is still a crush. Welcome to the Day 5 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. July. Today, tell us about your first crush. #myfirstcrush #remembertowrite #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #anujstories