Diário Novels & Stories

POV Lilly Everyone chuckled at Griffin's joke except my mom and I. I rolled my eyes and Mom rose her eyebrows at him in warning but he smirked at her and she let it go. Griffin sighed and buttered some toast that he just made. "I hate mornings." Penny mumbled as she stumbled in. It looked like she was already dressed and ready for school although her bleary eyes and cringing face said differently. We chuckled at her and Griffin handed me the toast and then began buttering another piece. I smiled at him and tried to hand it back but he frowned and shook his head.

He’s a warning. Adam closes the diary halfway, tapping his finger lightly against the cover like he’s still thinking… then slowly opens it again, curiosity pulling her forward… Alright… Next one.

The ones I need and the ones I don't so I and Josh sat on the floor with pile of papers in front of us as we checked them one by one, sorting the important ones. "You don't write in a diary?" I really want to see it. I laugh. "I don't even have a diary. It's childish writing in a diary." I said. "At the end of the day, an idiot will see the diary, and read all your secret. So I think it's useless keeping a diary" I said. "Yeah, it's true. I have exposed lots of people's diary" he said and I laughed. "You're so evil" I said.

I sighed knowing I have messed up big time and it a new world record for me . " What a great way to start the day"

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When he got there it was almost late, he was the last to get in the car. He sat down beside a girl but paid little to no attention to her. He opened up his diary and started writing. "Is that a diary? I have one too." A soft girly voice asked it was the girl beside him. He looked up and she was in the same uniform as he was. She was so beautiful he couldn't make himself answer her question. He just kept staring with his mouth half-open. "Is something wrong with my uniform? I just got it. It's my first day, you see?" She said with a smile.

"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."

______ From tomorrow it's a chapter daily with the exception of Sunday which no updates still appears. Please bear with me. This is a work in progress and I'm yet to complete it. I'm trying to balance writing and my daily life. Thanks for understanding

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.