A week before I graduated from college, I found my lost love. Matt was my first real boyfriend. We first met when I was just eleven and he was thirteen. I was begining the 7th grade and was instantly smitten with him. We did not meet at school though. I lived with my dad and my sister and the summer before Jr. High my cousin Chris came to live with us - he was a bit of a rebellious kid. My father was a 911 dispatcher and worked the graveyard shift (10pm-7am) so we were alone all night every n...