Novel & Cerita Dear Dumb Diary Book 1

XIENNE Dear Diary, Now I already have a plan on how will I kill Ace. Though my plan would be so hard to make it happen successfully I know it would be all worth it. I trust myself. I will seduce him and get his trust and attention then I will do my dirty little plan. Thinking of it gives me a huge excitement. Surely, killing him will give to me great satisfaction. But for now, I need to do my first step. It is befriending them all to earn their trust in me. I will play good and kind just like I was before. A good girl. I don’t care if they will abuse my kindness again, the most important thing is making them all stupid and then killing them all. No one dared to be good at me from them, and t

Winnie dropped out of school early and married a newly rich businessman. Rumor had it that he was violent and that her life was miserable. She often posted sad messages online about her youth. As for Quincy and me, we both went to Harrington University. We walked by the lake and studied in the library. In our second year, he confessed to me. There were neither flowers nor a crowd. Only a thick notebook. Inside were my habits, my problem-solving methods, and page after page filled with “I like you” written in the margins. That day, I heard his clearest thought.

He didn't know what is a diary. "Diary is a book in which a person keeps his or her daily record of events and experiences," Suzy answered Tubby. Erella looked at her tiny friend with awe. She didn't expect that Suzy has a lot of knowledge in her. No wonder she was always the one who was sensible between the three of them. "So it was your father's life in that book?" Eddy asked. She nodded her head. "I want to listen. I want to listen."Tubby said with excitement.

Cold. I pressed my hand over my mouth to muffle a cough from the thick air. Carefully stepping back, my heel hit something. A shelf. A loud thud hit the floor behind me. “Damn it…” I muttered under my breath, fumbling to pull out my phone. I turned on the flashlight and aimed it toward the object. It was a book. Old. Worn. A diary. I bent down and picked it up. The name on the first page stopped my breath cold.

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Without further ado, he began to read it aloud so that Robert would still know what that little book said, which began like this: Dear Diary: I saw him today ...

I flipped and continued to flip, but there was not a single happy incident in this book. “Dear lovely diary, the rice is as cold as ice, I wish to eat something warmer.” I sat upright, what is the meaning of this? “Dear diary, I just understood my role in the family, I’ve known this for a very long time but I am a coward that doesn’t want to accept reality, I’m nothing but a failure, I don’t deserve the life that I have.” Why… Why would she think such hideous things about herself? Was she always like this?

His father nodded and said "Get your bags,Elliot you're leaving this school for good!" "When you-" Damian began but his father extended a hand to his face and he saw stars for some seconds. He hadn't fully recovered from the beating he was given by those bullies. Consequently,the slap sent him into the world of unconsciousness. ... Diana's eyes gave up. They slowly shut together and the book dropped from her fingers unto the floor. It's cover facing up. Bold and clear, Once,There Was A Man..

"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."

I asked no one in particular but the dusty jewelleries stared back at me giving me my answer. I turned to move but my leg hit the vanity drawer and I heard a small plop, “Ouch!” I winced in pain as I rubbed my toes, bending down to pick what had fallen, it was a book and it was dusty. Dusting it off made me cough repeatedly and I stared at the book turning the page open but every page as well was covered in dust although preserved. I dusted a few pages off and the crisp but clean handwriting stared back at me. I read the first page and Immediately closed it. It was Jonathan’s mom’s diary.I flipped through the book and realized that she had written a lot and even almost used up the book. I wa