Made this for English class in 6th grade. I don't own Tuck Everlasting, I don't even wish to own it. This was just something my teacher praised me highly for. He even read it out loud to the whole class! This is an exert from Winnie Foster's diary.

Note: I made some changes, it's only a tiny bit different from the original.

Dear Diary,

Mr. Jackson has come over again today. I like him a lot, but only as a friend. Thoughts of Jesse Tuck come into my mind very often now. It has been several years since they left, but there is still talk about the murder. I shudder at the very thought. The man in the yellow suit, dead, is like a picture burned into my head. I can't get it out! I'm older than seventeen, but not by much. Do I dare go drink from the spring and run away to find Jesse? Do I love Jesse? Do I love Mr. Jackson? My head is spinning as these thoughts mingle.

Right now while I sit against the fence writing, thought of the wood enter my mind. I remember how tranquil it was there. I guess I am eager to see the wood again and see if the spring is still there. Is Jesse waiting there for me? Does he think of me often? Oh Diary! I wish I knew! I have to wait until my father is back from work until I am able to go anywhere outside my fence.

I long to just run to the wood and have some peace. Each day I dream that I have gone to the wood. I am seventeen in this dream. When I reach my destination, I find waiting for me. We run towards each other and he wraps me in his warm, comforting arms. He takes me to the humongous tree and we sit down and are able to talk, laugh, and play for ions with each other; no one bothers us. But it never lasts. As the day goes, I have to go home. Jesse implores that I stay. I really want to, but an invisible rope pulls me away. At the end of the rope, Mr. Jackson awaits. He pulls me into his arms, and before I can say a word he kisses me. I want to stay with him forever, but I also want to be with Jesse.

I come out of my daydream not knowing what to do… I have just made a decision; I am going to the woods now, to at least get some peace.

Love,

Winnie