Dear Diary,
Today was a day that made my heart race in ways I never thought possible. It all started during recess when I saw her—Lily. She was sitting under the big oak tree, her laughter mingling with the sound of rustling leaves, as if the world was celebrating her joy. I couldn't help but watch as a group of kids played tag around her, but she seemed perfectly content with her sketchbook, pencil gliding effortlessly across the pages. I wish I had the courage to approach her, but what would I even say?
As I sat on the swings, I imagined what it would be like to sit next to her, talking about our favorite cartoons or sharing secrets about our pets. I remembered the time she brought in homemade cookies for the class—everyone loved her little treats, and I was lucky enough to get one. The sweet taste still lingers in my mind, much like the way her smile lingers in my thoughts. By the end of the day, I had convinced myself to at least say hi tomorrow. Who knows? Maybe she'll smile back. It's funny how just the thought of her brightens my day. Here's hoping for a little courage and a sprinkle of luck.
Signing off for now,
Harry
