Why can't I be with him?

February 27, 1898

Dear Diary,

Today I saw this handsome black man. I couldn't even keep my eyes off him. He seemed a little rough around the edges, but all I have to do is look at him and I start to have this weird feeling, you know? My friend says I shouldn't like someone like him. Why not? He is so handsome, and is a creamy light chocolate. I guess that tells you how much I stare at him when he is around. I only get to see him when I am on the bus and we pass him on the way home or to school. My stop is right next to the field he usually walks into when I am getting off. One of these days i am going to talk to him. Tomorrow that's when.