:It might sound awkward or odd but this isn't a diary it's more of something I keep the most valued memories in. My first memory of my crush is when I first saw her. We were into the 2nd week of school and I saw her cute self standing in line to go to class. She looked cute..adorable. She also looked quiet. I didn't know her name until a while after I saw her the first time. She looked stunning and as I examined her body it felt as if I fell into more Love with her. Onviously I just saw her, I know nothing about her or relating to her but I knew I was in love. She didn't notice. I didn't see her often, only when I went to my 3rd period where she would always be walking to hers and I was able to see her again. It happened for about a week until I felt I could trust someone to know I had a crush on her. I didn't know it was someone who knew her that I told but luckily they didn't tell her. I remember what she was wearing which is a creepy fact I don't think that's good. Pretty sure I remember her wearing a jacket. I remember when I got home I couldn't stop thinking about her. I was thinking about her all day. Then came when I made a story of me beign married to her and my heart just felt so warm as if...that somehow made me happy. That was the first memory I had of her.
