Dear Diary,
Something happened today that will undoubtedly change my life. I was walking down the hallway towards my cubicle when I saw the dark haired girl. Her arm was in a cast and she tripped and fell. I reached down to help her up and she slipped a note into my hand. So, just to be safe, I waited a while to read it. And when I did, guess what it said? I LOVE YOU. I love you! I could hardley believe my eyes and still can't. All this time I thought she hated me or was a spy, and here she is proclaining her love for me. She's a brave little thing! I don't know what to think of it all, but I can't help the feeling of excitment in my stumach. What am I to do now? My only options are writing her a letter, or meeting somewhere. The first is too risky, so it will have to be the second. Perhaps in the lunch room one day soon. Yes, it must be soon, for I don't want her to change her mind. Todays events leave me with a lingering question- why would a pretty young thing like that want to be with an old geaser like myself?
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