(An Unknown Date)Dear Diary,

I had a friend named Unknown (1). We hangout all summer at the park or at my house. Dances, tickle fights. All of it! We ended up sending so much time together. Every weekend! He was my first kiss. The reason I said 'had' was because after a year he committed suicide. It's currently been three years since I've seen him, I miss him. I try not to be mad, but it's hard. I miss him. I needed him. It's no the same now. Time goes by so slow now. I wish I could have said goodbye and seen him smile one last time. Hearing him laugh made me laugh. He looked so happy before. He loved dubstep music, play fighting, all the food, he made bikes, went to my old school(Delta). He was a big flirt. He always knew what to do when I was sad. He was so strong(we joked about it a lot.) He was my pillow, when I sat on the blue chair in his lap, every time, he came my pillow.. He was a safe, comforting, open place. He was carefree and active. I miss him a lot. My probably second regret not would be that I never told him, 'I love you.' So, I love you Unknown (1).

Love: Willow