Dear Diary

Dear Diary
Title: Flat lay photography of notebook Credit: @essentialiving

By: Carissa Zawiski/Junior Writer

Dear Diary,

Pushing myself off the ground, I glared at him. He had smiling, brown eyes that seemed to invite you in.

“That was awkward,” I thought to myself, and I couldn’t think of a time I’ve ever been so clumsy. 

“Are you alright?” He asked while standing up and grabbing his phone. His hair was a dark brown color and was very curly. He had this raspy voice that you don’t usually hear a guy have; but it was cute.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, and I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to run into you!” I responded nervously and I could feel my heart beating ten times faster than it usually does.

“You’re fine!” he said while smiling at me, “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking; it was my fault too.” 

I couldn’t help but smile back at him. I could feel my cheeks becoming rosy red. I really hoped he didn’t notice. 

“Well, have a nice day!” He said, walking in the other direction and waving back. 

“You too!” I yelled from behind. 

While I continued my jog around the block, I couldn’t stop thinking about running into him. I’ve never liked someone that quickly, but he seemed genuinely sweet, and not like the other guys in this small town. Too bad I didn’t even know his name.

Sincerely, CJ

 

 

Carissa Zawiski
Carissa Zawiski is a junior in her second year of journalism. She keeps herself entertained with cheerleading and by spending time with friends and family. She hopes to attend college after high school and get a degree in teaching. She sees teaching as something she would love to do, and wants to help others understand how important education is their lives.

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