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In the form of diary/ journal entries, write about someone who's just experienced a big "first."

Posted in High School on Oct 26, 2022

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So This Is Love

Submitted to Contest #36

October 26th, 20219:26 P.M.Dear Diary,Oh my gosh! This is like my 8th time telling this story and each time it feels more unbelievable! I still can't wrap my finger around the fact that today, at 3:06 P.M. under the Buck Lodge bleachers, in Adelphi, Maryland, Jeremy Fyers kissed me!Ok, so kind of a confusing story, so I’ll try to tell it in as much detail as I can remember. It all started early this morning on one end Cherry Street, which is only .2 miles from the bus stop. It was raining really hard out and I was running late because my lit...

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A Young Diary

Submitted to Contest #36

February 11th 2075 Dear Diary (I wanted to write dear Diarrhea but mom said no, Jimmy),  This is my first diary and I’d like to say that I hate it, and would like to throw up beef chunks on it. It’s not even why you would think I hate it though. I hate my new diary because it’s very ugly. I didn’t want a diary that said, Follow Your Dreams on it! I wanted the sequined one that had a fat old unicorn on it but like always, my mom said no, Jimmy.  That’s my name. Jimmy.  What did you think it would be? Sarsaparilla? NO. It’s...

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At First Sight

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Diary— Oh, dearest, sweetest, most wonderful Diary! I write to you in such excitement. Please, you must forgive my handwriting— it is taking all of my energy to sit still, and I have none to spare to steady my hand. How I long to dance, or to sing to the air! But first, this. I must detail today’s events while the memory is still fresh, so when I’m old and grey and no longer quite so spry I’ll be able to look back and feel this way again. What is a memory but a door to the past? This should help to keep the hinges oiled and the han...

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A Little Bit of Confidence

Submitted to Contest #36

April 2nd, 2019I'm looking at myself in the mirror, studying myself. Looking for my flaws, my perfections. I have a lot more flaws than perfections. I'm so clumsy, like a bull in a china shop. I'm socially awkward, I cant keep a conversation going, there's too many awkward silences. I have the biggest crush on the dorkiest kid in school. I have horrible hair, its a reddish brown color with blond highlights, and goes like an inch past my shoulders. I don't understand how God could make someone as hideous and ugly as me. How much did he hate m...

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the day i lost you

Submitted to Contest #36

           dear diary i have an exiting story to tell let me start from the begining  "and cut that's a wrap", the director called   Nancy Larmon age 17 exited the set. she was as perfect as you could get. platinum blond hair and blue eyes. "nancy awesome job,'' said Shane who happened to be nancy's best friend.   "It was ok I hated playing the part with Gary. He smelt like fish and kisses even worse", nancy stated. Shane leaned in for a ...

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baked with love

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Diary,I think I’m dead. Nothing scares me, nothing delights me, nothing makes me scream or laugh or clap or smile. A swarm of deadly hornets could descend down and cover me with their poisonous kisses and I’d just give each and every one a blank-eyed look. Well, no, I lie - I do enjoy eating. My pudgy belly betrays me. She is full of everything all the time, salami and banana nut muffins and salads-from-a-bag, baby carrots and salt-and-vinegar chips, Reese’s peanut butter cups and pale flavorless white bread. Not much of it is tasty or ...

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April 2, 2019

Submitted to Contest #36

The time is 10:59pm. I’ve been watching the steady tick of the clock’s handle for three hours now. I hate the way it moves, back and forth and back and forth and back and forth; no understanding of why; no reason to work. I hate how its red grasp stares to me, stringing down lie after lie after lie as I stare right back at it. I’d screamed at this clock yesterday, you see. Cried at it the day before that. But now, as I stare into its gaze and it stares into mine, I do nothing but smile. Not a happy smile, of course—in times like these, for o...

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Is Ignorance Bliss?

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear diary,April 12, 2018 Well, this is a first. Not the first like you imagine as a little girl, like buying that cute sweater with your own money. Not the first like you imagine as a teenager, like getting that first kiss on your porch at eight o’clock. Not the first like you imagine as a young adult, partying the night away and drinking Cosmopolitans and talking about adult stuff. I suppose I must consider this a last.  I divorced my husband yesterday. He cheated on me. I am fifty-three. We’ve been married for thirty years. It’s our ...

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Conversations We Never Had

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Diary, Have you ever had to grieve the loss of something you never had? I’ve been trying to. For months now. I’ve been so caught up in this loss of mine that I’ve never truly experienced before, it's finally driven my roommate, Georgia insane. She bought me one of those small, spiral bound legal pads from Food Lion and told me to write my crap out so I could finally put it somewhere that wasn’t the air. So, this is it. These are letters to Sam. Things I’ll never say to him. Things I wish I had.Dear Diary Sam, The first time you kissed m...

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The lab journal of J. Nesbitt, M.Sc.

Submitted to Contest #36

PhD final year, oh please, let this be the final year year 4I really shouldn’t be writing my personal thoughts in my lab journal, should I? Oh well. It doesn’t matter. No one will ever read this anyway. This is doomed to fail.17 October 2019: First experiment using a live test subject Goal of the experiment: To stop a mouse from dying. It was supposed to be antibiotics research. I was going to improve the current treatments for tuberculosis. My dream was to make a small contribution to medicine. How did it go from antibiotics research to thi...

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A Letter to Hannah

Submitted to Contest #36

Sar Hannah, Today’s entry immortalizes you. I’m 99% sure these words wouldn’t see the light of your day, but I apologize if the name “Hannah” offends you. I want to address you like you aren’t some figment of my imagination, hence, my naming you. Needless to write, after a mental debate between Sarah and Hannah, names I happen to have chosen on a whim, I decided to go with Hannah. My hands are eerily still as I write todae this. Okay, maybe thinking about composure isn’t the best way to keep it. But, today came as a real shock...

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The Consequence of Love

Submitted to Contest #36

June 22, 2006 It has been four weeks since he left for the war… If I’m being honest though, it feels like an entire lifetime has passed. I can picture him, marching in his neatly ironed uniform with a hard face of seriousness and determination; one man in a huge line of many dedicated men and women. The last time that I got to see him, when his safety was still promised, was a sunny Wednesday morning in May. One last “I love you”. One last time to squeeze his hand and look into his warm eyes. One last kiss. The final moments of love and pass...

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Say it clear, say it loud. Gay is good, gay is proud.

Submitted to Contest #36

Name: __Elijah Smyth__Age: __17 years of age__Date: ___ June 29, 1970___I am defying the world. I am defying my mother, who thinks I am starved for attention. My father, who cannot stand to look at me. I am defying America, who hates me enough to throw me in prison for my love.I got this journal for my sister’s birthday. I bought her a pretty amethyst bauble and necklace instead of giving this leather-bound, ripe-paged beauty away. Mother says that women should write in diaries, that men should be strong. That men should write in bank accoun...

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Even if it hurts

Submitted to Contest #36

June 7thHe kissed me…I know I should be writing about how magical and romantic and amazing it was. That’s all my friends can talk about when they discuss their first time. But I just, can’t. I’m struggling to find the words to explain how I feel. I’ve thought about the moment over and over in my mind. The setting, a cool summer evening in the local park, at a bench, just the two of us. The lighting, just one, lone lamp and the waning moon brightening the night sky as we rested from our walk. The sound, just the creaking symphony of cric...

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The donkey kon champion boy

Submitted to Contest #36

12 June 1981Dear DairyIt me the game freak Tommy here again. I am a legend of playing games. All the games know my name. Games are apart of my life, I love and enjoy playing games. Today was the best day in my life but before I tell you about my great news that happen. I want to share my gaming experience with you.Dairy, the first time I experience playing game was on my sixth birthday ,when my best friends name Steve, Jack ,Howard, Harry, my mother and I went to the game arcade played games and had eaten pizza all day celebrating my birthda...

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