Cat Sad Diary Novels & Stories

Felix shouted to be sure that Adam heard him from the stairs. “You can go fuck yourself Felix!” Adam shouted back.” Felix spent the next days going on different dates with different kind of people. He had felt a connection during some of those dates but some where just awful and depressing. He had gone on a date with a cat lady once. She had seemed pretty normal till the topic of pets came up. She then proceeded to show Felix her gallery of cats and all the things she liked and didn’t like about each and every one of her thirty two cats.

he flipped again, multiple pages this time. “15/10/98 Dear Diary, I met this guy, I love… his name is Jade, Jade Ogr---” tears rolled down my eyes, he wasn’t letting me ready anything. “12/12/2000 Dear Diary, I’m blessed with a baby girl, a daughter, she’ll call me mom---” “Fuck you, let me see it…” it wasn’t forged at all, and even if it was, I didn’t want to believe otherwise. My eyes shedding tears, as many as possible, he closes it right in front of my eyes. “Do you… still not want it?”

I reminded myself, clutching the blanket tightly, the fabric twisting under my fingers. Cuddles, my cat, meowed softly from the corner of the bed and padded closer, his wide green eyes full of curiosity. He tilted his head at me like he could sense my turmoil. I couldn’t help but smile faintly. “I’m acting weird, aren’t I, Cuddles?” I asked. He meowed again, curling up next to me with a flick of his tail.

CASSANDRA'S POV My stomach still felt weird after I threw up. The mourning pills Rebecca prescribed weren't working to ease my mourning sickness. I pouted, finding this baby troublesome. I opened the door and I paused, struck by the cute scene before me.. A soft meow echoed in the hallway. A large cat sat a few steps away, staring at me like it had been waiting. It meowed again and my heart literally melted. The fur was so tempting to touch.

Kate’s Pov I sat in the corner booth of the quiet cafe, nursing a lukewarm latte that's gone mostly untouched. My mind kept replaying the scene from last night like a broken reel and I can't shut off. Is the fact that Jim— my Jim was pounding into that woman on our bed while his hands gripping her hips so hard that I swear I could see the bruises forming even from the hallway. “Take it all, you greedy bitch,” he had snarled.

I’ll be a monster. I caressed my hand around the sheet and felt sadness, fear, and tears. “I don’t believe it…” I closed the diary, taking in a breath when I heard footsteps. The door opened and the breathtaking Adrian came in… Fuck.

Today I started writing a diary. On April 6, 2008, Kacy's twelfth birthday, I gave her her favorite doll bear. As she turned page after page, Kacy could not help but cry . In Sasha Ovis' diary, it seems like there was no one but her. Her whole life revolves around her, but what about her? But it was the one who hurt her the most and made her jump off the building. Her heart ached, and Kacy could not wait to vent her hatred.

The dang cat just talked to her. Not in her mind, but vocally. Kitty's intense eyes met Demetria's and held. She felt like bugs were crawling all over her skin. She had powers, yes, but she did not like an animal speaking to her like a human without being prompted. Demetria had been reading Sabrina's diary, which honestly was boring beyond belief. Who documented everything that happened to them in a day? She guessed that back then the lack of entertainment would make you do many boring things. Including writing down your every move.

Episode 49 – The Confessional Diary The attic smelled of dust and forgotten things. Ophelia’s fingers traced the spine of a leather-bound journal, its surface cool and smooth, tucked away in a cedar chest that had belonged to her grandmother. She hadn’t been looking for secrets; she’d been looking for old photo albums. But the moment she lifted the diary’s cover and saw the elegant, looping script, her own script, from years ago, a peculiar heat bloomed in her chest.

As she was holding her diary, she did not help herself to open it and read the first page. Dear Thyago's Notes: Today is the first time I decided to make a journal about my feelings at your Master. The reason is simply because I have a huge crush on him or maybe more than that. Actually, the very first time I saw him, he definitely caught my attention and made some havoc in my being. What can I do? I was caught in that hatty face...