Contoh Diary Remaja Novels & Stories

The kind you’d expect from a bored, spoiled girl. But then on the fifth page of one of the older journals—I found something. Something that sent a chill down my spine. “Dear diary, Today is March, 2012. I will see him again. I’ve only seen him once before, but he’s the kind of person I know I can’t be with. I’m writing this down so maybe one day I’ll remember because I forget things so easily. Oh, I forget things so easily. But the one thing I can’t forget… are his eyes.

He stared at the diary in his hand, and That moment, when his conscience grapples with curiosity and the weight of the decision to go ahead no matter what, reverberate within, leaving him in a state, of contemplation and introspection. The next page was more personal, it even has a date on it. That was still their first year in school, they were just teenagers. "Dear Diary, I really don't know how to say this, but I really like him, but he keeps calling me sister, and best friend, I wish he could just see me differently, and know that I want to be more than a friend to him". He read the message again and again, and his heart kept beating, but no name was mentioned, but the words sounds like

Samajh nahi aata main bura hu Ya meri kismat. (My own family made me So lonely, I don't get if I am bad Or my fate is) I will not say anything now as I don't want my diary to be bored because of my talks. So I will meet you later now. Bye. Dear diary. As I read the first paper of diary. I felt like someone just stabbed me on my heart. Miserable life?? Why?? Why you are so mysterious ahad??? And who left??

I smiled and secretly grinned before talking to myself again, "Don’t worry Jacob from 2years ago, because you managed to bring out who you really are in front of the person you want. Now you've been in a relationship for almost two years," I started writing in the diary while remembering the past that happened to me, and even my plan for this month… _________ September 1, 2018 Dear my friend and only diary, Last month was the hardest because I was not prepared emotionally for the happenings in my student life. My grades were literally dropping because of the absences and my missing presence in school’s important events. I wasn't like this to start with. I'm not the kind of person that will e

Thud! My eyes scan my wardrobe, only to find that one of them was slightly opened. I found that weird as I always lock that specific one. That drawer contained my private belongings, which were not a lot. All it contained were my new diary, my menstrual cycle calendar and a few silly notes I had done in the seventh grade when I was “in love”.

Dear Diary, Today started out like crap. I woke up feeling all bleh, so I told my step dad and he said I could stay home from school. He’s pretty cool like that, I guess. I dunno, I kind of think that when you're 18, you can do whatever the hell you want.

My first memoir in a new diary. My old diary was filled with stories and stories of girls I've fucked and turned but after this incident that happened on 23/4/2027 I had to start a new diary. So... I was angry that mum was remarrying. I really hate the thought that she couldn't keep her pussy at check after dad's death and jumped into another man's arms. However, she kept reassuring me that it's going to be fine but I hate it as hell.

Hey there, my name is Jun. Typical youth about to graduate college. So... Every year, I do change my diary and so in my last diary, I told the last diary about how I was disvirgined. Now here, I'm eighteen. Just to recap with you about my life, I lived in a home with my mom, in a suburbia and my house was the second to the last on the block, which left an empty house next to ours, or well it was until about three months ago.

Then she jammed a spit-wet finger into my ass… that set my body on fire. “Yessss” I cried through the moans. Professor Xander’s stiff cock released an explosive cum shot before my vision went black. 💦HOW IT STARTED💦 “Are you going to school or a party?” I groaned at Tessy’s morning routine. “We're getting late for fuck sake!” She was always late, never early, to anything. My mum once complained my make-up routine was long but Tessy was worse. Today was school disco night, and since we'd be at school all day, I expected her to dress less and save the makeup for later but no.

and I can't help myself. **** We read through his diary or whatever he called it. And learnt some shocking details. Russell was sick and the entries that he had written down were all about me and those killed. Where he made it seem as if we were dating, and part take in some very detailed activities. He went as far as making it out as if I was the one that was crazy and stalking him. "We should get rid of these." Felix said. "Wait." I took the book from him and read something that caught my eye, then laughed.