Example Of Short Diary Novels & Stories

Dear Diary, Hi. It's Gabriella. This is the first time I've kept a diary so excuse me if this turns out awkward. I decided to write because something weird happened to me last week - until now actually - and I badly needed someone to confide in since I don't have any friends.

If that is the case, this mission will be really easy for me and I can go back to the present in no time. I flipped the page of the diary and saw a calendar. It was date 1950 and there were three months printed on the page. I noticed a small note on the first month, it says, "you only have three months to fulfill. If you failed, you will be stuck there forever." My breathing suddenly stopped because of what I've read. I only have three months to make Henry and Sonia fell in love with each other. How will be that possible? You can't fall in love with someone that quick! This is insane!

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.

smiling cutely. … Dear Diary, Something unusual happened today. Aside from going to the bar (I know that is very unusual for me), someone got my phone number for the first time! (Technically, that was not the first phone number request I've got. There were some people in the past asking for my phone number so they could include me in their prospective clients’ list or invite me to join their business.) This time someone got my phone number for real! It was so ecstatic! Is it really happening? How can a handsome man get phone number from a nobody like me? But of course, I am not expecting too much. Being noticed by a guy like Lance Mendez is already enough for me. I will never forget this day

he ignored my question and called the server. “Do you have anything spicy here?” “Um...like what?” “Never mind, Do you have French fries?” “Yes.” “I will bring it.” When the server left, he turned to me. “Then what’s that note? Any study stuffs.” “It’s my diary. I will write about myself and my daily life. But I don’t feel like writing it anymore” “Why?” he said without taking his eyes off me. “Cause nothing good happens in my life, so why should I have one. I want life to be happy, interesting with a little of passion, adventure, love which I never found.”

A new day, a new hope. Annie marked her diary with the quote and locked the door behind as usual with a smiling face. She really doesn't know to be sad for more than one minute. Hopefully, her leg is fine from yesterday after taking painkillers. She came to the roadside and started checking her wristwatch again and again as she was late by one whole hour. Booking a taxi, she got inside it as she can't delay it further to wait for the bus.

Dear Diary It’s been three years since everything changed. Sometimes I still marvel at how quickly life can transform from chaos to calm, from pain to peace. I’m sitting in my room now, surrounded by the comforting hum of everyday life, and I feel compelled to capture this moment, to reflect on how far we’ve come, Everyday I wonder if it's a dream but I don't think I want to ever wake up from this dream,I am finally happy, Over the years things have changed but let me take you on the ride.

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.

The first entry makes my breath catch in my throat. --- **Dear Diary,** **Today, I decided I will live on, despite my new disability. I can't walk anymore, but Michael promised me he will be my legs from now on. I trust him so much. With my parents’ and brother’s endless love, I believe I can live a happy life.** ---

Chapter 1 Mia’s pov “Fuck I look so trapped in this mirror every single day,” I said under my breath staring at myself in the small bathroom of our two story family home on the outskirts of the city. My long dark hair was tied back neatly into the ponytail my mother always insisted on. The modest blouse fitted snug over my breasts and the knee length skirt kept everything covered but it couldn’t stop the growing ache I felt deep inside my body. At twenty four I was tired of living this borrowed life full of rules and expectations that choked the real me who wanted to let loose and feel alive.