Hi, my name is Lucy. When I was a child, I wrote in my special notebook with my special purple crayon. It was the only thing I wrote with. Not a blue crayon or even a pink one. Just that same old purple crayon. My special notebook was full of drawings from when I was three and four years old. Then, I wrote poems when was five and six. Then, story writing was my hobby when I was seven and eight. When I was seven, I moved into an apartment in a small town. I heard there were children next door so I went to say hi. Two kids lived there. A girl named Julia who stayed in the corner all day for mis-behaving and a boy. Not just any boy, a cute boy. He was my first crush as a young girl. His name was Billy and he liked to write too. But one day, we got into a fight. He said he wanted to see my journal. I told him it was private and I’d show no one. Billy then, took it and ran back into his apartment. I was mad and never spoke to him again. The next day, he gave it back to me. I took it back and I read the back…..