I just want to say - you were the one who looked for and found me. You were the one who swept me off my feet with soft kisses, words and actions. I was lost in you, we were lost in each other. Against my better judgement, I fell hopelessly in love with you (unfortunately still am). I thought you felt the same. Then you went away! No word since. Way back in school I avoided you - the player. As a woman, i should've done the same, but I thought you'd changed. I was wrong. You finally got your chance to break MY heart. Thank you Mark.
Anon

In 1995 I met one of the most amazing guys. I'm married now but I think so much of Nuno. I plucked up the courage to send him a letter and he responded but unfortunately I never had a chance to really introduce myself. I had low self-confidence and didn't want to introduce myself as the girl in the letter. Instead I waited. That wait meant that he met someone else. I wonder what would've happened had I opened myself up and taken a chance on love. It's one the things I regret the most in my life. He was wonderful and such an inspiration. Hope our paths cross some day...
Iron Maiden

20 jaar terug het ek die ou van my drome ontmoet. Ek was in Norman huis en die dag toe hy daar instap het ek dadelik geweet hy is my hart. Na ons daar uit is het ek hom 'n paar keer gesien maar ons families kon nie glo dat twee mense so oor mekaar kon voel op daai ouderdom nie. Ek wens ek het meer gedoen of gese om kontak met jou te hou. Gogga as jy die boodskap lees, kontak my asb - ek wil net weet dat jy okay is, en gelukkig is.
Anon

After so many years, I still wonder about an old school love - like where he's living and if he has any other kids (besides the one I know about), and if he's married. I wonder if he still thinks of me at all, if he remembers the past, and what I may or may not have meant to him. I've moved on with my life, married with two beautiful children and a gorgeous husband; but when memories pop up, he is the firts person I think about. I last heard from my cousin that he asked about me and said he wished he were my husband...Does he even think of the child we could have had? We can't fix the past, we can only learn from it.
Anon, Coronationville High, Matriculated 1996

My first major crush was on JK in Std 9 and matric (1965 to 1996) Alexandra High, but I never gathered enough strength to tell her how I felt. I looked for every reason that would help me be close to her - my last chance was just before the exams when we were given our matric jackets and she needed to exchange her size with someone else's - and there I was to her rescue...but I still couldn't use the opportunity. Saw her once in PMB city while at varsity and she was working in one of the hospitals. I still did nothing...and would still like to know what she's doing with her life because she turned my world upside down.
TB, KZN

The year: 1989-1990. Place: Port Elizabeth. School: Framesby, where else. Event: Where do I start? I liked you since the day I saw you. I fell in love shortly thereafter! (I always had a thing for brunettes and lively, sparkling eyes.) We became friends and stayed that way. Your intimacy with others upset me. I was never one to give up easily. You sat on my shoulders at the Mango Groove concert (1992) at St George's and I remember the champagne in the pool one evening (and your 'curious' mom). Will never forget your boob tubes, and the curves beneath that drove me insane. For some reason I never could commit to that 'ultimate relationship', may even have problems with it now after 13 years of marriage and 2 kids. I can't help but wonder how things would've turned out if I'd made a few different decisions back then. I trust that your business is a huge success and that your hubby utterly adores you! The girls are awesome - can clearly see who the mom is. This is to what could and should have been. This is to you EK(S).
Anon

M, ek was verbaas om jou naam ook hier te sien. Sal nooit die aand in die Drakensberge vergeet nie, al het daar niks gebeur nie. Elke keer as ek jou sien, was deesdae maar min gebeur kan ek nog steeds net met bewondering na jou kyk. Jy blg ongelooflik sexy en fun maak nie saak wat jy dra nie.
Anon

I was a real rebel and made many wrong choices which shattered my dreams and inflicted pain on many others. I'm blessed with a second chance and am committed to making a success of my life. But it's extremely important to make the right choices and not bargain on getting a second chance...because all our choices affect our lives and those of the people around us. It's a fact that you can't turn the clock back and undo wrong choices.
Anon

I was in Standard 7 when I met this girl at one of my family's gatherings. I went back to school after the break and walked into her. I didn't even know she was at the same school as me. We started speaking and I fell in love with her. About a month later her boyfriend & his friends beat the crap out of me. I lost my mind and wrote her a letter where I said things I should never have said, to try hide how much I loved her & to not let on it was her boyfriend who beat me up. They beat me up again and I became a rebel and was finally kicked out of hostel. In matric, one of our mutual friends told me she wanted to speak to me but I said she was dead to me. I didn't want to hear anything. But now - all I ask of her is that she forgives me for what I said and did to her. I jut need to let her know the truth so that I can go on with my life without that pain that kills me from the inside.
Anon

I gave my heart to a boy in 2002 and never really got it back. I think he cheated on me. What he doesn't know - is that I cheated on him for the first six months of our relationship and it is still haunting me. I just want to tell Volstruis that I am so so sorry for what I have done to him. I gave you my heart, love, body and my dreams. I will never forget you and I just pray that I can forgive myself. Love you more than I will ever admit.
Headgirl

I used to work in a health institution some 7 years ago as an administrator. A doctor completing his internship programme then was madly in love with me but never proposed. I think he believed in actions that spoke louder than words, but I wanted him to say the words- he didn't. A few years later I relocated coz of another job in jo'burg and I heard last week that he decided to move to Australia for his medical practice and specialization. I think we both fell in love every time our eyes met. Please tell me of your whereabouts if you or your friends ever get to read this...
L.D. (Kimberley)

At school (Hendrina High) I was not the smartest or most popular. In my teens I was so in love with a boy called Stefaan M, but some 'friends' told him bad stories - they said I peed in my bed. I don't know why they did that. As a teen this was terrible and for years that act hurt me like hell. But maybe it made me stronger and more determined. Today (20 years later) however it is a different story. I am a Bank Manager of the biggest financial institution in the world. I am situated in Europe and feel great and proud of my life. Moral of the story is that if even I - a girl from the bush - can make it, anyone can.
Lizette

Nooit het ek gedink ek sal ooit die dag beleef, dat ek eindelik diestorie oor vertel nie! Dit was 2002, ek was in die college en hy wasnog op hoerskool, hy was net 11maande jonger as ek, maar dit het nooitsaak gemaak nie, vir my was die liefde grooter. Ek het my matriek deurdie college gedoen, in November daai jaar was my matriek afskeid by diecollege, ons het gegaan maar leterlik net geeet een dop gedrink en toebesluit om drive-inn toe te gaan. Jong wat 'n aand! twee maande laterlos hy my. Seker omtrend 2 jaar later sien ons mekaar weer, en beginweer uit gaan skaars 6 maande later toe is dit weer verby. Al is ditnou al solank terug en al is ek in 'n ander land en al is ek in 'nwonderlike verhouding, met 'n lieflike man, mis ek nog my hoerskoolliefde en wens ek kan hom net eenmaal sien en vir hom se dat ek hom noglief het en dat ek hom vergewe!
Anon

At school I had a "skivvy" at Uelzen Farm School in KZN and treated her abysmally, even tormented her. If ANYONE can reach Bridget H (she must be married & mid 40's now) and tell her I'm so, very sorry and had NO idea, none at all, of what I was submitting her to - I'd write them a homily. It's been with me for over 30 years and her family will not divulge her particulars to me. I wouldn't either - I was really a nasty, nasty girl. I made her climb a 30 foot pine tree when she was scared of heights...and left her there crying for help where nobody could hear her. Bridget - pls forgive me.
Anon

Dearest Chris. Almost 11 years have passed, but I still think of you everyday. You were and are perfect in everyway. I just wish I realized that you were my soul mate. I'm so sorry for breaking your heart. Please forgive me. I will always love you and I will always be yours alone!
Caron

I matriculated in 1993 and I was in love with a girl named Bavisha. I know that she is married now...problem is I am still in love with her. For Bavisha: If you ever read this I am sure you'll know who I am. The last time I saw you, you were absolutely mesmerizing but I stayed in the shadows because I didn't want you to see me. You will always have a place in my heart.
Anon

Back in 1986 at Dupute Primary School, there was a girl in my class called HM. She was beautiful and intelligent. She was the only girl who made it to the Top 10 in our class. I had a thing for her and still do but I could not tell her. Because I was still young and inexperienced I used to bully her instead of sharing my feelings with her. I hope one day I'll be able to tell her this. HM - if you come across this confession - know that you are still valued.
TN

It was 1987 and I did Std. 5 at Atholton Primary, Umhlanga Rocks. Coming from an all boys school for years it was a shock to suddenly be placed into a co-ed school. Nevertheless, I made new friends and enjoyed my year. There was one special girl that I have never forgotten to this day, Shirley - beautiful girl with long flowing blonde/fair hair. I saw her occasionally during high school but never progressed further than seeing her. It is 20 years on and I still think about her, I would really love to make contact with her. Maybe soon I would like to put a success story to follow this confession in the near future.
Anon

I always had a crush on Audrey. She was always honest with me and accepted me for the faults that she thought I had. I had other girlfriends at school but she was the only person that told me what the other girls said about me. As they say, with age comes wisdom; now I understand why, or at least I hope I know why. I think about it now, if I knew that Audrey was single I would want to see her on a more regular basis. The day I was watching Audrey practicing her drummies routine and she saw me watching her and smiled back at me, that stands out so clearly that I feel that I can reach out and touch her and hear her laugh. The last I heard from Audrey was in 1991 & that she was in the US and married. I so regret how stupid I was.
Leon

Ek was St.6 in Hoerskool Klerksdorp...1999, ek het 'n ongelooflike crush op Shaun Oostuizen gehad. Maar ek was so skaam en onervare dat ek nie eers net met hom kon vriende wees en beter leer ken het nie. My hart het darem geklop as ek hom gesien het by die nette krieket oefen..(hy was in die krieket akedemie) as ons meisies huishoudkunde gehad het wat naby die nette gelee was. Swart hare en die mooiste blou oe wat ek nog ooit gesien het. Hy het 'n scar op die een kant van sy ken gehad en dit het hom net meer desirable gemaak...Ai jai jai...toe trek ek oorsee...en dit het 'n tydjie gevat om op te hou om ander ouens met hom te vergelyk...want ek wou 'n Shaun Oostuizen in my lewe gehad het. Maar eks gelukkig verloofd nou, daai herhinneringe is diep in my hart diep diep gebere...
Anon

Ek is gelukkig getroud en kon nie vir ‘n beter man vra nie. Ek hethom onsettend lief. Maar daar bly altyd van ‘n mens se hart by die 1st liefde. Al doen jy wat ookal. Ek dink gereeld aan my eerste liefde en hy het onlangs my in die hande gekry om te hoor hoe dit gaan. Hy heterken dat hy ‘n fout gemaak het om my deur sy vingers te glip. Ek droom van hom. Soos drome met hom in. Dit is “freaky”. Hy is so baie in my gedagtes. Soms voel ek skuldig dat ek so aan hom dink. Hy het my baie seer gemaak en soms wonder ek wat ek verkeerd gedoen het. Te minste het hy jammer gese vir dit wat hy gedoen het. Ek mis hom soms. Maar dan kyk ek vir my klein babatjie en besef. Ek is gelukkig getroud!
Blondie

It was 1998, at Westham Secondary School and I was going through the rebellion stage. Skipping classes, the fence and school. So yes it was a good year. Anyway, there was this one girl in my class-S.I. that my friends and I used to torture. We used to call her ‘Porky’. (Not nice, but it was hilariously funny at that time). I would actually like to sincerely apologize for my behavior…….And that of my friends. So if you are reading this S.I., I AM SORRY.
E.N.

In 1985 I was in Std 5 Laerskool Edenvale, a nice little conservative Afrikaans school. I was in love - with C - and one day we discovered the joy of playing footsie with each other under the desks in one of our classes. My heart rate immediately went sky high when she brushed her leg against mine, and I blushed as red as a stop sign, but I kept my leg up against hers, and she did not move away! I wonder how the teacher never caught on to what we were doing. We would blush and smile for no apparent reason. Once I even sneaked my hand onto her thigh, and I had never felt such soft skin. It was so deliciously forbidden and yet so innocent at the same time. Things might have gone further...but then we moved to different schools in Std 6. I'd like to apologise to our poor teacher for using his class to get our kicks! We never did learn a damn thing he was trying to teach!
S.J.

I met him through some friends and fell deeply in love with him from the time I first saw him. Today he is married with two kids and has moved from Johannesburg to Port Elizabeth. He swears he will not come back, but I still love him deeply. I am so sorry that we did not go further than just necking, I should have, the signs were there from your side, but because I was a good girl I ignored them. I think we could have been good together. Sheikes I love you more than words can ever explain. Good luck to you and your family. I hope we meet someday and that someday when the pages of my life end that you will be one of its most beautiful chapters & if ever i get to read it again, I will open it from the page that we became lovers.
Tessa

I remember this pretty girl back in primary school, in KwaZulu-Natal, who always kept to herself and never bothered anyone. I never took any notice of her back then, and we lost contact after we finished grade 7 back in 1997. For about two years now, I have been thinking about her and wondering where she is today and what she is up to. I realise now that I am in love with her and am hoping to meet up with her in the near future, wherever she may be.
Mark B, Escombe Primary

I have a confession to make, in Std 7 in our home economics class we were making Pizza, our teacher was really weird and hadn't counted the right amount of cheese that needed to be cut and cut short, so when it was my turn there was a big block of cheese so I cut it into pieces. Well she started looking for this big block that she knew she had. I didn't confess and eventually the principal was called in and searched all our bags. I never did tell anyone that I had cut the cheese. Anyway we were kept after school because she wanted to know who stole the cheese. I mean really, who would steal the cheese? ha ha. We never did cook that lesson.
Debbie

It was 1992 at Barkly House Teachers Training College in Cape Town. I stayed in the co-ed dorm with about 20 other girls and boys. The Res was run by the fearsome Mrs Gough who fed us our dinner at 5:45 everyday and would not allow us to keep food, irons, toasters or kettles in our rooms. On one freezing winter's evening, after a spartan dinner of two pork sausages and a tablespoonful of mashed potatoes each, K and I (along with a few other accomplices) decided to break into the kitchen, steal the freezer keys and open up the freezer and find the hidden cache of food we knew she the old woman must be hoarding. But the keys didn't fit. So we tried our room keys - and mine got stuck in the door. Luckily I had a spare. The next day there was an inquest (nobody owned up) and the locksmith came and opened the freezer and put a thick padlock on it!
Lyndall

My hele skool loopbaan by JG Strijdom in Suid Heuwels Johannesburgwas ek absoluut mal oor Willem F.Tot vandag meer as 10 jaar later het ek nogsteeds n "crush" op hom. Ek glo nie hy weet dit nie, miskien weet hy tog, want as hy wel 2 en 2 bymekaar sit sal hy weet wie ek is ! Ek dink hy was absoluut koel en "adorable" en "stunning"- ai as hy maar net weet!
Anon

I was in Hillview High School, Pretoria, I had a friend who was very much in love with me, his name was Leslie. He would treat me like a queen and spoil me rotten. Being young, I didn’t appreciate it and I treated him terribly. Last I heard he was living in America and is happily married, but I would just like to let him know that I am really sorry for what I did to him, and that I think he was a wonderful person and I’m sure his wife appreciates him. Hope he can forgive me!
Carol

Only the guys that were taught by Mr Nqabeni (Afrikaans) in 1998 will remember this. Remember the Mamoet story he taught us and someone conveniently wrote “Mr Nqabeni is ‘n Mamout” on the board. The guy hit everyone and when I say he hit everyone up, I mean he gave 4 slashes to all five of the classes he taught at the time. That someone who made that joke was none other than yours truly. Don’t be angry with me, had I told him you guys would have hated me back then and my life would have been hell. Poor Mr Nqabeni died a week later, God bless his young soul.
P.M

My two best friends and I used to hang out all the time. We all went to the same school and just before I left S.A to move to England, we all had a huge fall out because someone had told one of my friends (Sally C) something about me that was not true but she believed it. Anyway the lie split us up and we never spoke again. I am now trying to find them to set the record straight after 11 years. Sally and Craig -if you guys read this please email me as I have never forgotten about it.
Glenn Hooker, Freewaypark Primary