Dear Diary
What am I doing here? Where do I go from here? My mind's mixed up.Dear Diary, please help me with my thoughts. There's this girl...It was the first day of Senior year. I was finally there, being a senior meant so much to me. It meant that this was my last year to get everything done i needed to. I promised myself that i would make this the best year. But there's something stopping me, Diary. Something that i can't control. This girl... She was stunning. Beyond stunning. I know i have feelings towards girls, I've already figured that out in 6th grade. Diary help me, I can't talk to her. I don't have the guts to say anything to her. I just can't. Now i know you may be thinking, 'Just go talk to her. It can't be that hard.' I'll try... And we'll see what happens.