Mine was when i was about 11. It was this girl named Mariah. She was a friend of my sister, who is two years younger than me. I was ssssssoooooo shy back then i couldn't bare to talk to her, without fear of stuttering, sounding stupid or drooling on myself. Anyway, i used to draw her comics and give them to my sister to give to her. Man, i'd love to see her today........they say that, if you wanna know how a woman's gonna look, weight wise, when she's older, just look at her mom. Well maybe it's better i don't see her today, because it'll kill the memories; her mom was a big as a house.