Anime Journaling Novels & Stories

Adam: "Open it and see." With a mixture of anticipation and curiosity, Ayana carefully unwrapped the package to reveal a beautiful journal. “A journal?” she gazed up at him. “Why do you think I need this?” "I noticed you have been feeling stressed lately, and I thought you might find writing in a journal helpful. It is a place where you can pour out your thoughts and feelings without any judgment. I know I am such a complicated man and there may be things that you hesitate to ask me. You can include them there as well, but also know I am open for anything you still want to know about me and life in general."

The forbidden urge to touch me arrived making me very scared. If I stay alone, I know I won't be able to survive the urge that I have to go grab my book. Most at times, I have this book where I jot down my ideas before putting them in proper writing. Although my writing pattern had been kind of rated and boring that's why people hardly read my book After trying to put down a few lines and failing awfully, I decided to go and watch some of the latest Anime. It's been a while I watched directly from the television since my Mom stopped me from watching because of my harsh nature.

Manik asked. “Both.” Alfi said. ’the book on your right hand is a Vanilla Doujin of Snowball and the one on your left hand is an NTR Doujin od Sindoll, right? I like both.” He added. “Oh, so you like both?” Manik put those back to his jacket pockets. ’then you do understand what I meant before, right?” ‘nope, not at all. Can you explain it to me?” ‘sure” Manik clears his throat. ”As you know, life is like a Doujin. If I may ask you something, what genres are contrast, Your Highness?”

Only then did he start the engine and drive away into the night. Upstairs, Maya set the bear gently on her couch and leaned against the wall. The room was quiet. Her bag was still by the door, her sketchpad peeking out. She walked over and pulled it out, flipping to a blank page. In slow, neat strokes, she wrote: “Anika hugged me today. She said she liked me.” “I saw myself in her again.” “Left-handed. Star-shaped pendant. Same laugh.” She paused, then underlined the last line.