I don't know how long I had this curse, but every boy I kiss dies. It sounds crazy. You probably think I'm a lunatic. But it's true. I have a death kiss. My kiss kills.
I first found out in high school, with my first boyfriend ever. It was in 7th grade, and we were at this birthday party, and we were holding hands. I was so nervous, and I didn't really know what to do. But then, my boyfriend asked me to go with him to look at the chickens in a coop behind the back, so I followed him, and then he kissed me!
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