Novel & Cerita Contoh Diary Remaja

Checking through the books, I noticed a black diary which lay under the books and it got me curious. I don't know why, but having to read Mac's diary became an urge that I could not resist. I picked up the book and flipped its pages open. All the stuff he wrote bored the hell out of me and I was about to give up on the diary when I saw a recent write-up and it had my name written on it. Dear Diary It's been a long time since I last saw you. I guess life issues could make one forget a friend. Anyway, lots have happened over the past few months. I have hit my ninety-nine mark on the register of girls I will fuck before leaving school.

Then I sit on the floor with the diary in my lap. I open it. (DIARY) Dear Diary, Sorry it’s been over two years since I wrote to you. I stopped because nothing interesting was happening. But today is different. I turned 18 this morning. Everyone keeps saying 18 is the year your whole life changes. I don’t know if that’s true but I hope so. I want a mate. I want a future. I want someone who looks at me the way people look at their mates in cinemas. I flip through more pages; most of the things I saw were small things, Normal things, talking about training, about her mother, about the pack.

Sweat gathered at my temples and Cobwebs clung to my sleeves. The air smelled of cardboard and time. I pushed aside old picture frames, college notebooks, and broken electronics. “Where is it?” I whispered to myself. Box after box, I searched. My fingers were sore and my back ached but then I found it. A navy-blue leather cover…Worn at the corners. The pages sticking out a little from the sides. My diary. I sat on the cold floor, back against the wall, and opened the first page. It was mostly silly things at first.

But maybe there's nothing wrong with trying. "That's my name." I whispered as I opened his diary. Dear diary, That's all it says and then there's a date when he wrote them? _ Dear diary, I'm happy right now because Ken and I are getting married tomorrow, the one I'm telling you about who I have a crush on, is that transferee in our section? How can you forget the diary, I always tell you about it! Hey!

★★★ "Dear diary, today is my best day because momma said she will take me to Disneyland on my tenth birthday, which is next week. I am so excited and this weekend I will go shopping and buy everything in pink." After 13 days; "Dear diary, welcome me. I am back from my dream place. How do I express my happiness? It was one of my best gifts and I am thrilled. I have a lot of pictures and I am going to paste them onto this page, so whenever I will open this page, I'll recollect my memory."

Aaron inhaled sharply and looked down starting to speak again “One day, things got really heated while we were in the locker room. As usual, we had approached him to pull out the things from his locker and make fun of him. I yanked his bag from him and unzipped it. As I held it upside down in my hand, a diary fell out of it along with his books and other things. I took the diary and opened it. It was actually a diary about me. The first date on it was from 2 years back, that is the time we were in 5th grade. I quickly read some pages and realized he liked me from that time. I was shocked to know that he was hesitant to come and talk to me because he had a crush on me and he was really nervou

* Dear Diary Day 5: It's been two days since I last wrote an update here, but you can't possibly blame me, I've been enjoying my best life here and thankfully I do have a lot to tell... Well.... the last two days were extremely fun, firstly, I never really told you about how things were at home, so I'm gonna start from there. For starters, my room was now two times it's original size, meaning more closet space, more room to put stuff and the perfect size to have the best sleepover, I'm so excited. Not that I'm saying there was anything wrong with how it was before but I've always kind of wanted the extra space, you know.

"No. We should apologize instead." We held each other and broke down in tears. Leonard was still in a critical stage. Meanwhile, the content of his diary was published on the Internet. The diary recorded every moment we had spent together. I sat on the bench outside the ICU, and my phone kept vibrating. "Liv, have you seen the news? Leonard's diary has gone viral on the Internet!" "Oh my God! You guys had such great memories together!" "He loves you so much…" I tapped on my phone. The topic at the top of the trending list read, "high school memories of Leonard Burton."

The familiar scent of vanilla mixed with cinnamon hit my nostrils as I moved towards her bed while taking in her room. The last time I was here, I was so busy indulging in whatnot that I couldn't take it all in but now it is different. The room was extremely neat just as i expected it to be. “A diary” I muttered examining the book I picked up from her bed, lying open with a pen beside it. My brows deepened in thoughts as i read her entry for today, 20th May 2020 “Dear diary, all I want to talk about is HIM, I simply cannot get him off my head,he is all I think of every now and then, what am I supposed to do?....” I read softly aloud.

It feels wrong to invade her privacy, but a longing to understand her more fully overcomes me. The diary opens to a page when she was just eight years old. Her words paint a picture of a lonely, struggling child, missing her parents, and longing for a simple meal. I read about her sadness on birthdays when other children celebrated with their families, while she hoped for a piece of cake or a shared chocolate.