Bad Thinking Diary Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The questions keep troubling me. My mind creates this image of a guy madly in love with a very pretty girl. It feels so picture-perfect. But as I feel the burnt edges of the diary, I feel unsettled. His hands were blown off from this diary. Somehow, I have assumed that this diary is about a guy who doesn’t get his girl and that’s

So how the hell did the plot suddenly take such a dark turn like this? This is a total scam! Gosh, I want a refund... Just when I thought there's nothing that could surprise me anymore, I was proven wrong once again. It was when I reached the middle part of the diary. The first word that was written on top of the page immediately caught my eyes. If I was shocked before, now I'm shocked and terrified. I almost dropped the diary when I read the words that were written there. "I died and returned back in time to when I was sixteen."

*WARNING* This book contains strong language and may be unsuitable for children under the age of sixteen. Viewer discretion is advised. Maxine. "What did you do dthis time Maxine?" it was clear by the tone he used that he was not at all happy being here. The feeling was mutual being really... I didn't like him being here almost as much as I didn't like me being here. "Why do you always asume that I've done something?" "You just so happened to be in the principal's office because you scored a perfect grade on your tests?" his question was totally rhetorical and full of sarcasm.

"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job." "Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped. "So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied. I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself. I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...

I am hissing in pain when I heard him saying," Stop your drama and get lost from here." I stood up on my feet with great difficulty using a desk. I left his office immediately giving a painful look at him. I didn't find any remorse or guiltiness in him for whatever he had done with me. After this moment, I am confirmed that I am trapped with a monster! Flashback ended. Note- So, what's your opinion about the chapter? Any words for Sehreyar? 🥶🥶😬 If you are liking the story then don't forget to comment and give your review. Thank you.❤

he asked as he took a bite of the chocolate. I nod my head and took my glasses off. “The half of it.” He pat my head and smiled. “ Now, get some sleep.” “No.” I said, pouting my lips and raising my eyebrows. “ I'm waiting for the dawn.” He shrugged his shoulders and went back to his reading, but now he's sitting on the floor beside me while I sat on my chair. “I read in the first chapter here that depression is a side effect of dying.” I kept on concentrating on the screen to check the mistakes of the drafts, the misspellings, and the grammatical errors, mostly.

He looked at me, and he was boring holes in me. I couldn’t move and stand there like someone has pressed a pause button. But Damien move forward and bent to pick up the Diary in his hand. I didn’t know if he was aware of this diary or not. He opened the first page and his eyes get wide in recognition. It won’t need any rocket science to know whose diary it is as a big picture was attached on its first page. He close his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself, but I know I was doomed today.

No panic. They just stood there, a wall of cold, hard faces, watching me slump onto the cold tiles. A triumphant smirk played on Eve’s lips, and Diana looked like she’d just won the lottery. As I hit the floor, my cheek pressed against the stone, the pieces of the puzzle finally started clicking together in my fading brain. *How could I be so stupid?*

Deciding to go with neither, I collapse onto the mattress and stare at the ceiling, feeling exhausted. I could go to his house, but if he's there and not with me, that would make me appear even more pathetic. If something has happened to him... I will never forgive myself. Suddenly, I leap to my feet. I'm going back to school. I'll see if his bike is there and then I will decide what to do. With newfound determination, I rush downstairs, hoping I'm not too late. *** Miles' POV: Minutes might have passed. Maybe even hours. All I know is that I'm going to die if I don't get up.

Ryan’s POV I didn’t wake up this morning planning to ruin anyone’s life. That’s the funny part people always think there’s some big dramatic moment where someone decides to become the bad guy, like they wake up and stretch and say, yeah, today I’m going to burn everything down. It’s never like that. It starts with something stupid, like checking your phone too early or seeing a name you didn’t expect, and suddenly your head is in a place it shouldn’t be.