Diary Of A Time Looper Novels & Stories

"You'll be stuck in a time loop as long as Devon's memory is lost. Until he remembers you, you'll keep reliving moments, over and over." My stomach dropped. "A time loop? What does that even mean? Reliving the same day?" She shrugged. "Not exactly. But close enough. You'll bounce around, trapped in fragments of time until he pieces you back together in his mind." I grabbed her arm—surprisingly solid for a vision. "And what if he doesn't remember me? What then?" Her smile faded a bit. "Then you're stuck in the loop till he dies. Could be years. Could be forever, if he lives long."

“Dear diary. How can I get away with murder because I might be killing Aiden soon. He brought out his leg and made me trip and fall in the cafeteria. After all that, he decided to mock me and call me clumsy. I was hot with rage and embarrassment. Jason was also there. I wished the grounds could swallow me up.” The following page was about this family trip she went on with her parents a week before college. They went to Bali. It was such a beautiful sight, and her mum never stopped talking about it for months. The flashback made Clara miss her parents again and the bond they shared. Especially her dad, this whole marriage thing has caused so much drift and turbulence. Clara kept flipping thro

People started tagging me, demanding an explanation. I just laughed, opened up my private YouTube account, and revealed it to the public. There, I had 99 private study vlogs posted. Every video showed me studying until the early hours, notebooks covered in dense notes, even memorizing notes while I was showering or using the bathroom… I smiled at Tessa.

Pizzas and pasta were put at the table and when it was opened, almost all slices of pizza are gone in a flash. We took some photos and soon the celebration was done, and I head home. As I arrived in my room, I let out a sigh. I’m tired… I shook my head, no. I shouldn’t feel tired, I need to prepare. I opened my notebook and began reviewing my story. I was in the middle of reading it out loud, when I received a text from Xander. ‘Can I come in? I know you’re still awake.’

Aurora hurriedly raised her head, put on a listening posture, and quickly replied: - Please tell me, I will pay attention carefully. The other watch hesitated again, which made Aurora a little nervous. Perhaps what the person in front of her is about to say is extremely important. She must listen carefully, remember well, and not be allowed to forget. The clock hesitated for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: – I am not a clock, I am just shaped like a clock to represent time. Call me a time trader, or Luan.

I asked poutingly. "Simple yet hard, untill you get used to it." "Does that mean I can come back here?" I asked hopefully. "Yes, it does. This is a Time Mind Link Space, you can come back anytime when you think you are in a safe place to do so. Alright?" Relief flooded my being like a feeling of safety that I missed. "...ok.... what do I call you?" "....." The silence seemed to go on for a few hours as I try and open my eyes to the dark blue water like substance.

CHAD May 22nd 2018 The loud crackling sound of fire echoes in my ears as burning phantom pains lick my skin. My eyelids feel heavy as I look through clouds of tears that haven't subsided in multiple days. They say time heals all wounds. Whoever said that needs a bullet between the eyes the lying bastards. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to concentrate on elevating my breathing. With every passing day, my screams of remorse fill the rooms in my home. My sense of seclusion in my house has been shattered as the terrors of that fatal night that claimed Layla, Maddie and my Club haunt me day and night.

"You're Hannah? Then who am I?" Hannah frowned. Senior-year Hannah and freshman-year Hannah existed at the same time. This had never happened before. Maybe this meant there was a chance to change how things turned out. Hannah explained everything that had happened to both of them. She also told them about the possible killers she had narrowed down through the previous time loops. In the end, they focused on two suspects, my classmate, Chris Zimmer, and my homeroom teacher. Chris was the person who had arrogantly said his father would deal with me.

"What do you take our hospital as? Our resources are not for you to waste. Please leave right now. Don't hog the line." While we were speaking, five to six patients had shown up behind me. After hearing Lucas' remark, the patients accused me of wasting their time. "If you're faking it, don't queue up." "What's wrong with young people nowadays? Do they have too much money to spend?" I realized that Lucas did not plan to see me. So, I left his office amid the gossip.

He says reading my mind. “That’s what I’ve been trying to do since I came back, but it feels like I’m not making any progress,” I say letting out all these emotions for the first time. He’s grown so much that I feel like I don’t know who he is. “You’ll get there, these things take time.” He says making me smile. “What?” He asks surprised. “Shalom told me the exact same thing,” I say and he looks at me with too much interest, the look on his face is making me uncomfortable.