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In this contest you will need to Confess a Secret.

Create a character who has a secret to confess, but who is afraid to confess it. This can be your Original Character if you want. Write the diary or journal entries that your character would write as she or he considers the secret, explores why it needs to be confessed, thinks about who will be affected if the secret is known, and considers why she or he is afraid. Write a series of diary or journal entries, as if they were written over a period of several days or a week. Please do not go over 7 days. In the entries, you can incorporate the main character's interactions with others and explore the ways that the day-to-day events that the character experiences influence the way that she or he thinks about the secret and confession. Your character's decision to tell (or not) should be revealed in the final diary or journal entry. All the entries need to work together as a whole -- they should sound like the writings of a single person, and should show consistency from one entry to the next.

Please post each entry in this thread.
Try to limit your posts to three at most, if you can fit all your entries in one post. The event will close at 12 Noon PDT tomorrow. Each Participant will be entered into a raffle at the end.

If you have already won a Limited Edition you may not win again, but you may proxy for another user. Or you can enter just to play.

July 29th: Today, was the first day that I met you. You were the radiant glow of seven suns that lit up the entire room. I was but a mere small, frigid planet in a far orbit; only close enough to feel minor after rays of your heat. Would you be ashamed to know that the reason I left the party early was that I needed to dry my eyes of the tears that flowed down them? I could not control myself. I wept to know that you would never be mine.

July 31st: I heard though a friend of a friend that you will be attending a show tonight. I can't decide what to wear. I wish I knew what your favorite color was. Do I grab something flashy in attempt to catch your ocean blue gaze? Or should I wear muted tones to blend in and admire you from afar? Decision: I'll wear a black turtleneck with a brown tweed blazer. Classic. You strike me as someone who likes classic men.

Aug. 1st: Last night was a disaster! I lament my inability to impress you. After several cocktails, I worked up the courage to walk up to you. How horrible I must have looked with my jaw on the floor! I could not help but stare as I got closer. Your beauty is rare. I want to take small pins and post you in a box on my wall like a butterfly proudly on display. You are a saint though; you deigned me important enough to talk to, although it was only brief. For this, I thank you.

Aug. 5th: Another sleepless night. I can't get the burned image of you out of my mind. You are so amazing without even trying. Perfection. You are nothing short of perfection, and I am but a flawed devotee. I worship your footprints. I pray to be close to you. Tomorrow I found out yet again where you'll be. Expect me, my love. Wait for me. I will find you. I will win you. We will be together forever.

Aug. 7th: How could you do this to me? How could you let that filthy animal rub his paws all over you like that? Your pure flesh is far greater than his. Only I am worthy to pet you like that. Only I truly know your needs and desires. A brute like him runs the risk of tainting your beautiful glory. I'm crying again. Yet I'm laughing at myself. How foolish could I be? Did I not think that someone as wonderful as you would have taken another devotee as a mate? But you could have your pick of anyone, and you take someone like him. I feel like you have forced my hand in this matter. I have no other choice.

Aug. 8th: I overheard where you work. Of course you are a waitress. It is such a simple profession, yet you get to display your beauty to everyone who enters. You must make your co-workers jealous. After spending the night observing you, I am struck again with awe and wonder. You flow from table to table with grace and class. Your smile draws the customer's attention like no one else. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I make my move. I will rescue you from this drab existence, and keep you safe.

Aug. 9th: Finally! Success! You have nothing to worry about now. I have tucked you in the safety of my home, away from the harsh rub of the world. You struggled against me though, and scratched my face. I treasure these wounds. I will carry your mark with pride. I was disappointed though that you didn't remember me from the other night. You must have many suitors, but I thought I was a head above them. That's not of importance though. You're mine now. I finally told you of my unending love and adoration. All you responded with was a scream of horror. Why my love? Why did you make me do that? No matter though. You are quiet now, and you will remain with me forever. You are my torchlight in the dark cave of life. You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. I love you.