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A 1989 First Love Diary Entry Inspired by a Song That Changed Everything

A 1989 First Love Diary Entry Inspired by a Song That Changed Everything

This 1989 first love diary entry takes us back to a moment when a song, a feeling, and everything in between collided.

Sometimes a song doesn’t just play in the background…
it becomes part of a memory.


March 23, 1989

Dear Diary,

Today was the BEST day.

Mom took me to Strawberries Records & Tapes after school. I had been waiting for Madonna’s Like a Prayer album to come out, and it finally did.

I had saved enough money to get the tape, my favorite Bop magazine, and a Sweet Valley High book. I begged Mom to take me as soon as I got home from school.

She did.

As soon as we got back, I opened the cassette and put it into my jambox.

I glanced around at the posters on my wall—Madonna, a few of my favorites from Bop magazine, and even some Block 213 ones—making sure they were all ready for the best concert ever

As I suspected, I loved every single song on the album. I’ve already started learning all the words.

But one song caught me in a way I didn’t expect.

Cherish.

It’s such a happy, upbeat song, and for some reason… it made me think of Josh.

Josh is in town. I haven’t seen him yet, though.

I don’t even know if I will.

Today I was in my room singing along to Cherish like I always do, using my hairbrush as a microphone and pretending the posters on my wall were my audience as usual.

I didn’t even think about who might be outside my door.

I had my door shut.

At least… I thought I did.

At some point, I noticed it was cracked open, and I have no idea when that happened.

After the song ended, I walked over and peeked out into the hallway.

I heard voices coming from Mitchell’s room.

One of them sounded like Josh.

What if he heard me singing?

Oh my gosh. I would be so embarrassed.

Then Mitchell’s door opened.

And there he was.

Josh.

He smiled at me.

Then he walked over, hugged me, and kissed my cheek.

ā€œHey, Emma,ā€ he said.

I could feel my cheeks getting hot.

He’s done that before…

But this time, it felt different.

I can’t really explain it.

But I was glad he did it.

Mitchell just rolled his eyes and told me to turn the music down a notch.

Uh oh.

Did that mean they heard me?

Josh smiled a little and said, ā€œIt’s good to see you, Emma.ā€

Then he followed Mitchell down the hallway.

I watched him walk away.

I don’t know why, but something felt different about him.

Not bad… just different.

But I was still really happy he hugged me.

And kissed my cheek.

And I couldn’t stop thinking about it after.


ViewĀ Emma’s Playlist Blog Here

ReadĀ About Unfinished Melody Here

Listen to the song that inspired the diary entry here:Ā Cherish – Madonna from theĀ Like A Prayer Album

The Summer Cookout — When Josh Started Teasing Me

The Summer Cookout — When Josh Started Teasing Me

In this diary entry, ten-year-old Emma remembers a summer cookout that seemed ordinary at the time—but now feels like one of the earliest moments when she sensed something different in the way Josh looked at her, teased her, and lingered just a little too close. It’s sweet, simple, and the beginning of something she didn’t yet understand.

Dear Diary,

Tonight we had a cookout at the McGuires’ house. Our moms said it’s ā€œthe last big one before school starts,ā€ which is just another way of saying summer is ending and I’m not ready. But anyway, something weird happened.

Josh was acting… different.

Not in a bad way.
Just… different.

He kept teasing me more than usual.
Not the ā€œyou’re annoyingā€ kind he saves for Molly.
It was more like… I don’t know how to describe it.

Like he was trying to get my attention.

At one point, we were all on the lawn playing that beanbag toss game Mr. McGuire made. Josh and Mitchell were on one team, and I was supposed to be on Molly’s team, but she went inside to get a soda, so it ended up just me vs. the boys.

Josh kept stealing glances at me every time he threw.
And when he got a perfect shot, he grinned at me like he was waiting for me to be impressed.

I pretended I wasn’t.
(But I was.)

Then he bumped my shoulder and said,

ā€œBetter keep up, Sinclair.ā€

SINCLAIR.
He NEVER calls me that unless he’s teasing.

I bumped him back and said I wasn’t scared.

I was lying.
Not about being scared of losing—
I was scared because my stomach did this weird swoopy thing when he smiled at me.

Later, when we were getting s’mores, I dropped my marshmallow in the grass (of course), and Josh said,

ā€œGood thing I’m here to save the day.ā€

Then he roasted one perfectly, slid it onto my graham cracker, and handed it to me with this look.

Like… that look boys give girls in movies right before they do something important.

Except he didn’t do anything.
He just smirked and said,

ā€œTry not to drop this one.ā€

I pretended to roll my eyes, but my face felt hot.

I don’t know what any of this means.
Maybe nothing.
Maybe something.

But tonight, I felt… noticed.

By him.

And now I can’t stop thinking about it.

—Emma

šŸ’— Emma’s Diary is a glimpse into Emma’s childhood memories from Unfinished Melody.
Here you can explore the world of the novel Unfinished Melody or return toĀ Diary Entry #1

Listen to the song that inspired the story here: Please Don’t Go Girl NKOTB from the guys who sang the song:Ā https://www.nkotb.com/