Novel & Cerita Dork Diaries Tales From A Not-so-fabulous Life

"I heard Elena is doing well in Eldoria and has found a new boyfriend." Someone clicked their tongue. "Back when she was with the Moretti family, who would have thought she'd end up like this?" "See, leaving some people is the best choice." Lorenzo's expression didn't change when he heard these. But when he got back to his apartment, he would sit on the edge of his bed, staring at that photo of Elena holding a bouquet of sunflowers, lost in it all night long. He started keeping a diary. It wasn't to record his own life but to record all the details about Elena that he had once overlooked.

"You deserve this. If you want me to come and get you, record a video apologizing to Madison and post it online. Otherwise, forget it." Then he hung up. I sat on that hotel couch for a long time, staring out the window as the snow kept falling. I'd met Clement back in college. He was a year younger than I was. Normally, I wasn't into younger guys. But back then, Clement was like sunshine—warm and bright. When I was struggling, stuck in a dark place, he was the light that helped me breathe again. During my internship, a creepy coworker kept harassing me. Clement would walk me home every single night.

She said crossly, “Are you going to ruin my whole week just because of my inexperience?” This time, it is Chris Duvier who turned to be confused, “Inexperience?” “Yes, that morning when we make love, you left me because I’m not good enough, didn’t you? Well, it’s not my fault, that I have no experience. Nobody would like to date me. The boys in this town are too afraid to date the witch.” Chris Duvier blinked, amazed at her candidness, and stunned by her deduction, “Whatever gives you the idea that I found you inadequate?”

I smiled because Sheena was still lucky not to have seen the real world yet, because I knew she'd be disappointed if she discovered it wasn't as colorful as the ones she read about in books. Sheena's and my world is not a fairytale; we live in a world where people are not treated equally. I sneezed and told the story of how we had been abused by Carlos from then until now. I also noticed that my recounting was almost changing their reaction. All of the events I told them about I also showed Sir Harry all of the mansion's dark corners. What's the point if I don't tell everyone? After all, I was confident they could help us.

he said carelessly, ripping the box flaps completely open and dumping the contents onto the polished dining table. My heart instantly stopped dead in my chest. It was a bright pink dildo, falling out of the bubble wrap and rolling right across the wood between our plates. My jaw hit the floor, pure horror washing over me. Oh my god. Shit. That was my package. I had ordered that online almost a month ago, back when Leon was starting to act weird and pulled away from me, barely even touching me or wanting to have sex anymore. I had completely forgotten it was even coming.

UNKNOWN DIARYYY, Just her mere presence in my vicinity, and I can already feel myself becoming strongerrr. I saw her naked body today, Diary… she was taking a shower, wanted to get rid of all the dirt she had on her from packing or so she said. I could see her through the walls, Diary —lots of demons like me do this to unsuspecting girls all over the world who manage to catch our attention, you know? — And you have no idea how I wished she could sense my presence, but I’m not that strong yet!

It was a Sunday morning, we had all taken care of our house chores, we ate before we did the chores, they girls had woken up very early in the morning to prepare the dish, we were left with nothing, Mr and Mrs Wilson did not leave the house, because it was their day off, so we decided to go have some fun, leaving the both of them at home Jessy took us round New York, the city was really amazing, we had gone shopping, we visited the Central Museum, mall, etc you name it, Jessy and I enjoyed ourselves we watched movies together, there was this vampire movie about stream in the theater, so we decided to go check it out "Hey Luther, come check this out" Jessy said posting to a poster while I wal

I don’t want to disappear, my Josh would have no one to care for him. After Josh falls asleep for his afternoon nap, I sit at my tiny kitchen table with three stable legs and one wobbly, just like my life. I open my old laptop, and its fan wheezes like it’s dying, but it loads and I search Damon Hale. I wish I didn’t. Thousands of results explode across the screen, photos, news articles, business reports, scandal accusations, interviews, financial magazines covers and exposés that didn’t dare expose too much information about him. The first picture steals my breath.

He only laughed, threw her a wink, and turned that same invitation on me. If I could have rolled my eyes harder, they would have popped out of my head. During the two years that followed, Dorian managed to prove every tabloid rumor about him dead-on, racking up offense after offense at school… sneaking cigarettes, drinking underage, messing with drugs, sneaking girls into his room. Every incident mysteriously brushed aside.

Let me see what you can come up with. Today, Dorothy told me she had an accident when she was still a child. She told me that anytime she tries to close her eyes to sleep, it was hard. She told me that if she eventually falls asleep, she would have three recurring nightmares: one where she was trying to climb an endless staircase with golden shoes, the second where she was trying to feed a set of pigeons that didn't appear hungry and the other where she saw herself floating far away from reality in the form of moist air that never seemed to stop.