Krystle Clear

There's this student at my school, Krystle. Krystle is a very loud, boisterous, and outgoing child, almost to the point of obnoxiousness. Let me rephrase. Way past the point of obnoxiousness. For some reason unbeknownst to me, Krystle likes me. I've never even had her in my class, but yet she comes by several times a day to get a hug from me and comment on my choice of shoes. To be honest, I have a soft spot in my heart for Krystle. She's a little nutty, but she's always smiling and cheerful.

Last week, Krystle was very upset and crying, so I let her come in and sit at my desk for a few minutes so she could calm herself down before going to class. I had a class of my own in the room, but after about 3 minutes, she let herself out and I didn't see her again until today.

When I did see her, see hugged me (of course) and handed me a note.

"2: You
4rm: Me
When: September 9
Where: At home (in room)
Time: 8:05
Reason: say how I really feel
Request: don't matter
Relationship: Best Friend (a person near my heart)

Hello, I'm sorry about today. Thanks for being there for me today. That was sweet of you. I never really had a teacher like you. Just so you know, I'm here for you also. You're sometimes the reason why I come to school. You let me know to keep my head up, and my dreams will come true. Thanks for letting me lean on your shoulder when I need to. Don't think I don't love you cause I do. I love you with all my heart. You're the 1st person eyes I evered (sic) look into when I talk to someone. That's a good thing. When I look into your eyes, I see I have a future and I love you for that.

Love always, Krystle."

And this is why I love my job.