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Sinful

Sinful

Everything was vanishing. I took out my diary from my bag and jumped on the mattress. Sighing tiredly for a second, I flipped to my stomach and started writing about the day. I wrote how much I cried today and how mom promised me to give me a better life in Italy. She even cried, which happened for the first time. My head refused to accept her crocodile tears but my heart took the risk. After I finished writing. I put the journal in my drawer and laid down to sleep but to my supportive luck, I ended up staring at the ceiling for half an hour and with great struggle; dozed off to sleep.
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LOVERS AT CHRISTMAS EVE 1

LOVERS AT CHRISTMAS EVE 1

She felt safe in her room, away from the possibility of being scolded by her father. The girl then sat at her desk, taking a dark brown diary from the desk drawer. The book was where Stefany kept all the stories and secrets she experienced. Enthusiastically, the girl began to open a blank page and began to write, the pen in her hand moving quickly. "Today was one of my best days. Together with Daniel, I spent time in his family's wheat field. We laughed together, helped the workers, and walked among the yellowing fields. Daniel is really my best friend. Everything felt so beautiful, as if this world only belonged to the two of us."
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DYNAMIC DIARY OF TEE.

DYNAMIC DIARY OF TEE.

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!
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THE CEO’S TOY

THE CEO’S TOY

I couldn't tell if he had something to do or if he got nervous when I asked about us. “We were friends and enemies,” I mumbled, trying to wrap my head around it. Well, there was only one way to find out. No one knew me better than myself. My eyes fell on the diary. It was a big book, like one of those huge fantasy novels with maps and character pictures. It was something I couldn’t finish reading in weeks. Was I such a huge fan of writing? I sighed, picked up my diary, and dropped my number with the bartender to give to Tony before leaving the bar.
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IS IT LOVE???

IS IT LOVE???

I slip the diary behind me to prevent her from spotting it. ‘Won’t you sleep?’ ‘I guess I will,’ I say and hug her. For the first time in the past fortnight, I feel sleepy. The images are still there in my head but they are blurring a little. Suddenly, my head is filled with images from the notes in that diary. The guy. His best friend. The pretty girl. The unfortunate sister. The inconsiderate guy. There are no faces in the pictures in my head, there are no places, but there is a story. The story of a person who is now dead. The dead guy left a story behind. A story that I have to make sense of. It is incomplete and I cannot let it be that way. The girl has to know.
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STALKER DIARIES

STALKER DIARIES

Sighing deeply, the young woman reached for the diary and opened to the first page, her fingers running across the brown colored paper absentmindedly. She reached out for the blue pen on the dresser, her body slightly quivering in anticipation as she silently contemplated shutting the diary like she usually did, only this time she didn’t want to do that. Only this time, she actually had a story to tell. Sighing deeply again, Natalie uncapped the pen, and for the first time ever, she wrote in the diary; Dear Diary, I met someone today.
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My husband hates me

My husband hates me

Enjoy the journey ............. Emily POv : I was rearranging my cupboard, sorting through the piles of clothes and forgotten items, my fingers brushed against something unexpected—a diary. My diary. I paused, feeling a rush of memories flood back at the sight of the worn, weathered cover. It had been so long since I last laid eyes on it, tucked away amidst the clutter of my belongings. With curiosity, I retrieved the diary from its hiding place, feeling the weight of years past in my hands. As I flipped through its pages, the familiar scrawl of my own handwriting greeted me, each entry a window into moments long gone but not forgotten.
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ada armstroi
I absolutely cannot stand this pathetic, weak, excuse of a woman. How disgusting to keep groveling back to this guy no matter how he abuses her. Pathetic character. This is about marital rape and abuse. What makes it worse is I don't even sympathize with Emily bc I hate how weak and pathetic she is
RSJ
I was emotionally attached to this book and Emily I cried too and had a hard time when things were difficult for her, although I anticipated and braced myself it hurt to see what Emily went through, one of my favorite stories, reading it again after a little break I have find a new perspective
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MY ONLY LOVE

MY ONLY LOVE

I calmed myself and went to sleep even it was still daytime. I write on my diary. I started my diary since the time Hero started making moves on me because I have no one to tell my feelings about him. I can't tell my problems and worries about him to my father, so I bought a thick notebook and a small box that I can securely keep it. In my diary I write everything about him, my feelings, hatred, anger, happiness, worries, and funny things we did. It made me smile so crazily when I wrote about our sex escapades, his insatiable sex drive on me, how I love him, his weird allergy to women.
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Dear Diary... They Told Me I'm a Werewolf!

Dear Diary... They Told Me I'm a Werewolf!

All their earlier promises meant nothing then. -------------- Dear Diary… It is a lonely place, a dungeon, when you are locked up on your own and left alone too. I guess he has a home to return to. And I have no wolf to talk to now either. Just four walls to look at. If this is how things go, I am likely to go insane… ----------------
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Carrying Billionaire's Babies

Carrying Billionaire's Babies

Today I started writing a diary. On April 6, 2008, Kacy's twelfth birthday, I gave her her favorite doll bear. As she turned page after page, Kacy could not help but cry . In Sasha Ovis' diary, it seems like there was no one but her. Her whole life revolves around her, but what about her? But it was the one who hurt her the most and made her jump off the building. Her heart ached, and Kacy could not wait to vent her hatred.
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The Diary' is a fascinating work that feels deeply personal, almost like peeking into someone's soul. I first stumbled upon it in a used bookstore, its worn cover hinting at years of love. The author, Anne Frank, poured her heart into those pages during one of history's darkest times. What's incredible is how her words transcend the horror around her—full of hope, curiosity, and the universal pangs of growing up. It's not just a historical document; it's a testament to resilience.

Revisiting it as an adult hit differently. The way she describes her fears, her crush on Peter, even petty arguments with her family—it’s achingly human. That’s why it endures: not because of the tragedy, but because Anne’s voice feels like a friend’s. Her diary reminds me why storytelling matters, especially when it’s raw and real.

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