It is 2012 and a girl in her late teens has started dating someone who she believes is her true love. Unfortunately, her parents, family and friends don't approve of the relationship and are trying to force her to end it. Her parents have even gone so far as to say that they will disown her if she doesn't stop the relationship. In her diary she writes down her feelings about the whole situation. What does she write?
In your response, consider where in the world this girl lives, what her family situation is, what her social status is, what it is about her 'true love' that her family and friends dislike, etc.
05.06.2012
I met the most handsome guy today, he is like the perfect image right out of my dreams. His name was Drake. Drake have the most mesmerising jade like eyes that one could imagine and that any woman would love and simply melt from. He had the softest short scruffy dark brown hair that was perfect for his overall image, tall, thin but with a good build. He definitely did not look scrawny or buff but just right, a man who still seemed to have tremendous strength in his arms, legs and entire body. He is like the man any woman would wish for in their dreams. I wonder if ... his personality is as good as his looks Diary?
08.06.2012
Diary, you remember how I mentioned Drake before? well guess what?! he transferred to my chemistry class today and he sat next to me today ><. He is such a nice guy, very open and cheerful, not at all awkward to be around. It was so easy for us to simply break out into a conversation and it went on so well that we even had lunch together. Drake is like totally my type of guy, a great guy with a great personality, what more could you ask for?
15.06.2012
It has been nearly over a week since I started getting to know Drake and I am convinced that he is 'the guy' for me. That he is my 'true love', I've told my best friend Amy about this but she thinks that I'm just fantasizing too much and that it will never work out between us and I should just stay friends while it lasts. Well, I know I may not be the smartest girl in school but I work hard despite the fact that my parents always end up bribing my teachers. I'm little girl in a rich family and get the top spot no matter what, even though I hate it. I know I'm not the best and that the Emily in the front row with the square glasses and sweatshirt is and I simply want to have a normal time where I am the same as any other kid that goes to school and Drake.... Drake he is like the only other person who would talk to me like my best friend Amy. Another reason why I could just fall right into his arms without any hesitation.
17.06.2012
Today was the day, I finally confessed my feelings to Drake....
18.06.2012
I was so nervous to hear his response today...
23.06.2012
We went on our first date....
There is one thing about him that always gets me and its those eyes his has when he looks at you and you simply feel drunk, drunk by his looks, by his eyes .
05.07.2012
It has been nearly 3 weeks since we have started dating. I have been telling my family how perfect Drake is and how I think he is the perfect guy, how no one will be better suited for me than him, he 'is the one'. They then told him to bring him home at least so they could have a look instead of hearing me brag about me everyday and see if he really is 'the one' before I go any further. It has been a tiring day and I'm going to rest early, can't wait to hear all their compliments tomorrow about Drake he was simply, again perfect today!
06.07.2012
Why? I mean I love him and he is like the 'perfect guy' and yet they all say his too fishy and that he is too perfect. I mean, how can they say that about him? He may be perfect but that doesn't mean he is weird or up to anything. He loves me, I'm sure he loves me just the way I love him. There's no way ..... No No he loves me, Drake loves me. They are just jealous that I found my dream guy and they always ruin everything. How could they? How dare they say that about my beloved Drake!
10.07.2012
I don't know what's going on anymore....
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