Novel & Cerita Dear Dumb Diary Book 1

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."

dad screamed at me angrily but then I wasn't moved by his words ,they were just monsters and they were trying to get the card here ,but that's not working on me ,I promise them . "you should take a good look at yourself , pretentious bastard ,that's exactly what you all are ,you know what I have Been the most stupidest girl in the world for doing all the things you had asked me to thinking that one day you were going to love me like you loved my sister "

I laugh at the clever word play. "Can we go in there?" I plead. Jack looks to where I'm pointing, "Of course." He smiles at me. I smile super hard and stare at the adventure ahead of me. We walk in and I look at a ton of cooking books, dog calendars and more. There's a book there called, Dear Nobody. It's a true story about a girl named, Mary Rose, who has to deal with her drug addiction and boys. The book interests me. I show Jack. "Out of every book in this store, you choose the one about an addict?" Jack raises his eyebrows. I shrug.

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.

“Stupid fucking—” “Goddess,” Damian’s voice said from the attic doorway, a stack of books in his arms. “Who pissed in your cereal this morning?” I turned away, teeth gnashing, and tried to open the jar with both hands while pinning it between my thighs. “Nobody.” Damian set the books down and walked over to me, taking the jar away. I pursed my lips as he opened it with ease, a small, satisfying pop echoing through the quiet clinic. “Thanks,” I muttered, snatching the jar out of his hands.

The second piece was just the same as the first, but adding more detail and background after they viewed their mistakes in the first. "Taking both of these." Ren rolled them up. "I take it as an illustration of your old home?" Two gave him a sad nod. "Hmm, ok. Come along now." Ren pulled the book to him and started to read as they walked. They made it out of the courtyard when Zero and Three ran up. "Can we come as well, Master?" Zero asked. Three just looked on excitied.

He wailed playfully. "But that would be after lunch. Come on everyone, let's munch this lunch before it gets cold!"They laughed. I could not help but notice the aura of happiness in this family. It was my first time seeing his mum, though I've seen his dad a lot of times, during their morning exercise. I fell in love with her immediately. I also wonder if Annabelle Steele would have been like that. After lunch, I played games with Kal, even Damien joined in. I beat Kal in the first set of rounds. He was determined to win, so he wouldn't let us stop. I lost track of time. I was having the day of my life. Damien's IQ really must be a hundred percent. I thought I'd be better at games. I could n

The first page was written in a neat, careful hand: "This diary belongs to Isabella Munroe." I hesitated for a moment, then flipped to the next page.I should have stopped reading. I should have given it back the next day. But I didn't. Instead, I kept it. And as I read more, something inside me shifted.

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

I wanted to be alone for a while! I felt a tingling in my heart, and I felt pity, and I stared at it tightly and calmly, and I said, But... the doctor's diagnosis may be wrong! Or maybe... Or maybe a joke? I stared at him in incomprehension, and he made a faint sarcastic voice, but he quickly burst out laughing and moving his face! He muttered between his laughter, "This is so much fun." Oh my God! I understood it and said impatiently and indignantly, You are silly! Do you think yourself funny? It's not as cute as you think.