Example Of Short Diary Novels & Stories

She marvelled at her erratic heart beats and wondered if they would ever get normal in his presence. As she searched her bag for the comb, she found the small handpocket sized diary that she bought in a thrift store a long time back. She opened it and skimmed through the enty pages of the book when a crazy creative idea popped up. Smiling to herself, she picked a pen from the nearby table as she decided to write about all the beautiful memories she had with Ronan the previous day. This way, she can relive them whenever she wanted without missing out on even the smallest details. Excerpts from Anya's Diary:

Carmen never used to like diary books and thought that they were stupid, reminding you of the reality you want to escape from. Tears fell down her cheeks as she was reading it. 'As you are reading this, you perhaps already know that I left or I am on my way to the airport now. My plane flies at 10 pm. I don't honestly know where I am going and why. But always remember that I'll forever support you. We'll talk daily, please don't cry. I miss you already. Happy birthday again.' As she finished, a sound of a car was heard. Carmen rushed to her bedroom's window and stared outside. It was Liam!

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."

Except for the book, which he carried out to take a proper look at it. Joe jumped on the bed and placed the book before him to rest on the bed. He opened the first page gently. The book wrote dear diary on its first page. Joe adjusted his sitting position to lay on the bed to enjoy the content. “I never thought I would also be writing a diary of my own, well, I guess I am now” the next line of the diary stated. “The first experience I would like to write about on this day being the second day in the month of November 2021 is that…

Aditi was seating on her bed as her hand-carried a pen that was scribbling on her personal diary as her tears fell apart. 09.05.20xx, I tried...I tried everything I could, No matter how many messages I left you, you won't even care to message me back...you cold-hearted jerk. No...Sorry, you are not cold-hearted I take my words back. But why did you go back? Will you come back again? Will you ever know there is a girl called Anvi who secretly liked you, like you, and will also do...? Will you ever know...that from the moment I saw you...I fell head over heels for you. Anan...this so-called diary which I'm writing to you...will it ever reach you...?", The entry ended...her tear fell off from h

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.

I take out a pen from the drawer and try to write… ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dear Diary It’s been long right? So long that I even forgot that I had something that I had used to track my days. I know I’m wrong over here but I know you will forgive me cause you’re the only friend that I have right now. Oh! I forgot that I have friends now. A bunch of them along with you. I have cute and hot friend Natalie. I know I don’t share much with her but she is someone who took care of me while I was sick.

- Sierra - Out - I sign all of my little diary entries like that. It's a habit I picked up when I started doing them. It was mainly so I could get my feelings across, rant about things. Discuss my day and hopes and dreams but nearly 6 weeks have gone by and I'm starting to feel like I'm trapped again.

I was left standing alone in the darkness of the night like a clown that no one cared about. I made an appointment for an abortion on my phone. Then, I turned to leave. I'd spent the past 15 years trying and failing to win Benjamin's heart. If that was the case, I didn't want it anymore. It was late at night when I returned to the nearest town. I got a room at a hotel and drifted off into a restless sleep. In the wee hours of the morning, I was jolted awake by the ringing of my phone. My superior at the TV station sounded anxious yet excited. "I heard a 5.3-degree earthquake happened at the old settlement near your location. You need to head there immediately to get the latest scoop!"

At exactly five in the morning, the alarm rang and woke Emma up. She stretched, yawned, and the first thing she saw was her diary on the table. She quickly grabbed it. Today felt important; she was finally ready to share her creative vision with the world. Excited, she began writing and poured her heart into the pages. Dear diary,