I rushed home, I couldn’t wait to write in my journal my crush just got me! When I got home, I laid down on my bed on my back as I stared at the wall, then picked up my pen and started to scribble a bit in my journal, a few short words about how I felt about him. I could feel the hard pen in between my fingers as I started to write for longer, my mind all on him, I knew that I needed to be careful about what I was saying to him. I couldn’t be too detailed. If I was then he might as well never want to talk to me thinking I’m some kind of freak. After a few minutes or so I realized that writing was actually quite enjoyable, but how could I actually be enjoying this? I had never really thought about becoming a writer before, nonetheless even thinking about how much fun it was. Maybe I did like writing, but yet, I was far from wanting to become a writer since I’ve just started. As I was writing some more, I found myself quite good at it. Instead of writing about how I felt about him, I was writing about my feelings, or just anything in general, how the room was a hotter temperature than normal since when I was rushing home I forgot to turn on the air conditioning, how I still had a lot of homework that needed to be done, but no, I was enjoying this. My fingers started to get blisters but I wasn’t done yet. I wasn’t even thinking of him anymore, writing was the only thing I was thinking about. The way the pen slid on the paper and the good memories I thought of now are clearer in the journal. Was this what I wanted to do? Who I wanted to be? All I knew was I enjoyed writing a lot more than I had ever thought I would.

At the end of the year, I gave the journal back to my crush in hopes that he might feel the same way that I felt about him, unfortunately, he didn’t feel those feelings, but I didn’t care if my crush liked me anymore. I already had a new obsession. That new obsession I would keep with me all my life. I knew that writing is what I wanted to do. After I finished that journal, I started another one, and another one after that. I don’t think I’ll ever end them.