Diary Writing Novels & Stories

I smiled and secretly grinned before talking to myself again, "Don’t worry Jacob from 2years ago, because you managed to bring out who you really are in front of the person you want. Now you've been in a relationship for almost two years," I started writing in the diary while remembering the past that happened to me, and even my plan for this month… _________ September 1, 2018 Dear my friend and only diary, Last month was the hardest because I was not prepared emotionally for the happenings in my student life. My grades were literally dropping because of the absences and my missing presence in school’s important events. I wasn't like this to start with. I'm not the kind of person that will e

My dad is a testimony to my grandmother's heart. March 1st, 1977 Dear diary, I think I will keep writing like this. I like the monthly updates. Graham still doesn't know I have diaries. He is so oblivious when it comes to the small things. He thinks as long as I am locked away, I am behaving. I can't interfere with the pack, so he is happy—pompous prick.

I brush my teeth and take a shower. When I'm done, I look in the mirror. I love mirrors because they always remind me of how pretty I am. I didn't wash my hair because I don't want to waste anytime drying it.. I don't want to be late for my date. It's 1.pm now and I throw on some sweat pants and a huge tshirt and make my way downstairs. My date with Kali isn't until 4p.m so I guess I still have time. I go downstairs and meet my mom reading a newspaper.

September 14th Nothing about me is ever going to be right. Is it? Here I am trying to get through this shitty time, and everyone and everything is against me… Mia kept writing. She wrote more in her diary than she ever had done before. She was so engrossed, she didn’t notice that after a while, she was being watched. “Oh my god. You really keep getting more and more tragic, don’t you?” The sudden noise made Mia jump out of her seat with fright.

He thought it would inspire us to be outdoors. I worked on my essay fast. Writing was effortless for me. I practiced every day writing to Hunter. I took my diary with me to school today and decided to write on it again. I told him everything… from the way the guys attacked me, and how that boy from school came to my rescue.

She was feeling amazing and excited because for the very first time, Thyago finally notices and known her existence. When she got home after class, she went straight through her bedroom. Feeling happy and inspired, she decided to make a diary of her own. Not necessarily a typical diary where she'll write about her daily living, it was more like a journal where she will write down all the kept emotions and feelings she has for Thyago. She planned to chronicle all her interactions and emotions she had for Thyago. Something inside her wanted to write and savor this feeling of happiness she has for him because if not, her heart will explode in too much excitement and joy. And there into her bedr

It's for your own good. Why do I write it then? - someone would ask. I think it's mainly for myself, probably not to go completely crazy. I have to get it all out and put in order. Maybe after reading this later, I will notice some pieces of the puzzle that I missed. Yes, that would be a nice surprise for sure. If I could understand all of this, I would definitely feel so much better, especially mentally. But on the other hand, I'm a little scared. I don't know how it all works, but what if they know when someone is writing about them? Not necessarily in public, but like at all. What if this diary will bring their anger on me? What will happen to me if they come? Will they punish me? And if

She was a breath of fresh air, honestly. I woke up early in the morning feeling like a train just mashed into me. I sighed and entered in to the bathroom. Today things were going to be different. First I needed to start with writing on that diary. After taking my bath and getting dressed. I had about ten minutes before going down stairs for dinner. Dear Diary I paused. This sounded so boring. I wanted to make my diary seem like my best friend, I had never owned one before but I was sure as hell not going to make it boring.

I am Sandra and I live in a small country in Europe with my smaller brother and my parents. Brought this Diary last week and I thought I should record my daily life here. So today is 23/9/2023 just another day during the winter holidays between the two semesters. That’s why I had a lot of time and I spent my days taking long baths, masturbating, reading and watching stuff on the internet. Every weekend I would get out with my friends to have fun but I was mostly at home which I was enjoying to its fullest.

I shut down the computer and began, "Okay, you requested it. I wasn't like other kids when I was younger; I forgot a lot. I can't remember how other people do things. So I started researching on the internet and discovered that keeping a diary could help me recall things. So I started keeping a diary, but I'm not sure what to write other than what I ate. Soon after, I began blogging about my day and began to enjoy it. I began reading a lot of books, novels, and comic books. I became like this after I began writing short stories and books. That's how I got into writing novels." "Don't you have any outdoor activities?" After some contemplation, I responded, "I don't go out very much. My only o