Dear Diary Novels & Stories

Dear Diary; What a ridiculous thing to do! I have never kept a diary in my entire life. Why now? I will tell you why… I have too much to say and no one to say it to… so here it goes. My name is Zinnia, full name… that I will keep to myself. Thank you very much! I am still in bed, whilst writing in this stupid diary, I am worried about the day ahead. Dawn has not broken yet, and I wish it would never break.

Loosening his tie, Robert murmured, “Honey’s been so edgy ever since Theodore came. What did that bastard do?” “You saying something?” “It’s nothing!” He smiled awkwardly. Zheira didn’t mind them. She was busy scrolling through the files on her iPhone. Her finger stopped at the only untitled document. When she opened it, she realized it was her diary. The dates told her she wrote it back when she was seven years old. A certain entry caught her attention. At the very top of the short letter was an italicized word that says, ‘zhezhe 2010.’

His hand kept moving against his cock, every nerve in his body aching to fill her up. Kira swallowed now, nodding her head before speaking. “Oh, Daddies… yes... I am desperate and need…..” “Needy of what?” Damian asked, grabbing his phone from the nearest table. Kira’s lips parted, then closed. “Nee… needy of your cocks.” she said, feeling ashamed. But wasn't she already a slut? Desiring her brother’s best friends. Dripping, aching, and burning for them….. Wasn't that shameful enough?

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 take out a pen from the drawer and try to write… ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dear Diary It’s been long right? So long that I even forgot that I had something that I had used to track my days. I know I’m wrong over here but I know you will forgive me cause you’re the only friend that I have right now. Oh! I forgot that I have friends now. A bunch of them along with you. I have cute and hot friend Natalie. I know I don’t share much with her but she is someone who took care of me while I was sick.

I opened it, flipped through the pages, and saw the handwriting of a child. Finding a comfortable spot at a nearby table, I opened the first page of the diary. Dear Diary, Today is my first day writing to you and I'm so excited! I've always wanted to have a diary, just like my dad. He has one too, but he doesn't let me read it. I think he thinks I'm too young. But I'm almost ten years old now, so I think I can handle it. I wish my dad liked me more. He's always so busy with pack business and he never has time for me. When he does come home, he's always tired and grumpy.

It was from eight years ago. “Dear Diary, I'm Cindy, I'm seventeen years old, and this marks my first day staying clean and sober. Finally kicked that addiction, and I'm over the moon. I have no friends to share this little triumph with, except for Bianca and Scott. Figured pouring it onto these pages might ease some of the excitement."

*Dear Diary,* *Why? Why does he hate me so much? What did I do to deserve this? I’ve given him everything, yet it’s never enough. I don’t understand. But I won’t give up. I can’t. I love him, and I’ll find a way to make him love me back.* When I finished writing, I stared at the page, the words blurring through my tears. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I reached for it, desperate for a distraction. It was Tania, my best friend.

I don't need anyone's permission, that's it. I turned the first page and started reading it: "Dear diary, Hi... This is me Ivana. Ivana Williams, sixteen now. I bought you with the money I earned from the first ever salary I got in my life from tutions. You're not only a diary, but also now my friend after Miya.

Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues. Welcome to Dynamic Diary of Tee. Enjoy the bumpy ride ahead!