Contoh Diary Remaja Novels & Stories

Well, let's just see how it plays out. My aunt had 2 kids, Jessica and Jake, with Jake being the eldest. They were both studying at Cambridge University at the moment. I do watch p0rn before, that was when my phone was still good. Right now, my phone screen is in poor condition, with ink covering almost every part of it. I've been saving money for quite some time, and I'm planning to buy a new phone soon. "Gawwwwwd," I moaned a little loud... as I continued shoving the powder container in and out of my c00chie. Looking down, I could see a creamy white liquid all over my c00chie and the container....

Enjoy the journey ............. Emily POv : I was rearranging my cupboard, sorting through the piles of clothes and forgotten items, my fingers brushed against something unexpected—a diary. My diary. I paused, feeling a rush of memories flood back at the sight of the worn, weathered cover. It had been so long since I last laid eyes on it, tucked away amidst the clutter of my belongings. With curiosity, I retrieved the diary from its hiding place, feeling the weight of years past in my hands. As I flipped through its pages, the familiar scrawl of my own handwriting greeted me, each entry a window into moments long gone but not forgotten.

Oops, I'm ashamed of what happens when I grow up I remember the moment of this incident. Towards sunset they said goodbye to me. Yes, an exciting and funny day for sure. I don't forget to write my story today in my favorite diary, the diary of Miftah, of course. And now there is a Miftah flower which will be beautifully planted in my flower pot later. Is it possible that my relationship has been going on for a long time with Miftah, pessimistic, her name is dating Junior High School, if you get bored you will definitely find a new boyfriend or girlfriend again.

But where? I opened my wardrobe to check whether I put my diaries in there. I removed all the clothes in all wardrobe layers, but I couldn't find my diary! I wrote everything in there since I was 20. All my hopes, my dreams, fantasies, and desires are all there. My diary is like my best friend who knows me from head to foot.

The teenage boy then opened a new page, took a deep breath, and began to write enthusiastically. "Dear diary, today was one of my best days. I spent time with Stefany, the girl who is always on my mind. She is so kind, warm, and cheerful. Even Grandpa and Grandma were very happy to meet her," Daniel wrote, smiling as he imagined Stefany's shy face as she was warmly welcomed by his family. After writing a few lines about that beautiful afternoon, Daniel added a small drawing of Stefany with a pencil. He really couldn't wait for the next morning to meet Stefany again at school.

Amidst the anxiousness, I opened the diary. [1st August 2054. Rainy. I met her while waiting for the bus today. She seemed to have just come from a talent show. She was still in her dance shoes. She looked beautiful. A driver came to pick her up, so I couldn't talk to her, but I really liked her.] [6th October 2054. Gloomy. She accidentally stained her pair of shoes during lunch. She threw them into the bin after only wearing them once. I picked them up, washed them, and placed them in my closet. I'll think of her every time I see the shoes.]

Even she was not sure . Then suddenly her mothers words came in her mind.She told her that"Whenever you feel that something is disturbing you and you want it to share with anyone but you feel that no familiar face is around you.Remember that then your diary is your best friend.You can share anything with it and it won't spill out anything."

I need to change, but how can I change when I don’t even know who I am? With a deep breath, I opened the diary. "Who writes a diary without dates or years?" "Let me see," Jessie said, taking the diary from me. "Well, it is your diary," she laughed, collapsing onto the bed. Even my diary was chaotic. How was I supposed to figure out when these things happened? “Lemme prepare breakfast,” Jessie said, before leaving the room. I began to read: ‘I want to kill myself.’ I hadn’t even read far, and already, the words hit me hard. Was my childhood really that depressing? Even worse, I had no idea when this entry was written or if it was recent.

I pull out the drawer from my study desk and see colorful diaries of mine which I started to write since my high school, every year with every new colors. They are of brown, lavender, purple, pink, sky blue and black color. Altogether, there are six diaries which I had written in last six years. I had filled them with all the emotions at that time. My fear, my anxiety, my excitement, motivation, my frustration, my madness, my anger and the love I always had been yearning for. All of them were mentioned over there. All of the five diaries were complete but I had never been able to complete the last diary. It’s because I had never been able to write and explain the things that had happened to

I wanted to see how much Sam could say. In the diary, it started from Aug 5th 2022, which was just a month ago, whereas in my diary, I started from Jan 1st, 2018, which was five years ago.. Oh well “Dear diary, this is a new day, and I would like to thank the Lord for giving me another chance to correct my mistakes in life. The summer is going great and I am so happy for the mum I have. I love the fact that she is trying out new recipes, but I do not want to tell her how much I love it because I feel that if I do, she might stop trying out more.