Novel & Cerita Example Of Short Diary

the inscribed words intensified my anxiety as I turned over the pages of the diary. Many stuff in there were personal, I hope you don’t expect me to share them. The diary was designed beautifully, a page wrote “is it possible to love someone when you are just sixteen?” the next page inscribed “if only he was not younger than me” I read through some poems which she had composed, sometimes she would inscribe a writing with no contextual meaning. The last paragraph where her writing stopped inscribed “I'm scared – butterflies become afraid right – just one snap and they are dead.” I was lucky to see her coming straight to my direction, I quickly left the diary on its previous spot then reclined

★★★ "Dear diary, today is my best day because momma said she will take me to Disneyland on my tenth birthday, which is next week. I am so excited and this weekend I will go shopping and buy everything in pink." After 13 days; "Dear diary, welcome me. I am back from my dream place. How do I express my happiness? It was one of my best gifts and I am thrilled. I have a lot of pictures and I am going to paste them onto this page, so whenever I will open this page, I'll recollect my memory."

I wrote about how we grew to love each other, how he had awkwardly confessed to me, how we dated while studying in university, how we started a business, built a company, and how Zach made it bigger and better… I wrote a lot for each entry. As I read through them, I smiled. However, the entries grew shorter the further I got into the diary. Then, in the last entry, I only wrote one sentence. [He’s not back today again.] I took a look at the date. It was dated a few years ago. From that day on, I no longer had the habit of writing in my diary. The diary itself was also forgotten. I sat in front of my table. After a few seconds of hesitation, I picked up my pen again.

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, Today is the day I decided to spend an entire day naked. I know it sounds crazy, but I just couldn't resist the urge. I'm going to do everything naked – watch TV, eat, clean the house, maybe even dance around a little. I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I'm excited to see where the day takes me. Wish me luck!"

I can’t wait to run to my room and talk to my confidant and best friend,Diary. Dear Diary, Today I felt alive.I never quite understood somethings people do that totally put their lives at risk,never desired the fast life.Now I completely understand.Flying though that field,my mind void of every other thing was wondrous.I might actually be getting an adrenaline addiction with just two exposures.Thing is though,I don’t think I would be able to run as fast with nothing to get out of mind.I think I would be ordinary if I was carefree.The I need all my anxiety,insecurities and doubts to push me across the finish line.

“Thank you.” “It’s all good.” She got up and went over to the counter kept at a corner. Bringing a notebook, she gave it to me. “I know that I can’t remember much after a few hours. Most days, I—I can’t even remember that I can’t. So, I started writing everything down as much as I could. I want you to take this.” I took the pink diary and flipped through the pages—it was at least fifty pages, all filled completely. “But, uh,” I chuckled. “Isn’t this kind of personal?”

Dear Diary Day 1 Today is officially my first day here after a rough start yesterday. I decided that if I was going to get the best of this world, I might as well have a do over. Alot of strange things and occurrence have happened since I woke up yesterday but the best and most surprising of them all was the fact that Danny was alive and right in front of me. I mean, I could feel her, hear her, touch her and even smell her, it all seems like a dream, given the fact that I had lost Danny forever.

How should I start writing. "Hey Diary, Here comes another day of my so-called Regular Boring College Life. Or I shouldn't say it boring as it was full of nonsense. All the people I know here, are shitty. But, all this nonsense can't help me forget about my Unknown Hero. How can I forget him? He has something super natural in him.

I heard the car engine start before i hang up the phone. Taking another deep breath, i leaned back on the bench after picking my Diary up. Flicking the lock open, i stared at my neath handwriting and at the top right corner of the first page, it bare the date of the day i started writing on my last Diary. Senior year of highschool...

Dear Diary, Daddy says writing my thoughts down helps when I’m sad. I don’t know if he’s right. But he bought me this notebook, so I’ll try. Today I beat Daddy at checkers. He says I cheated. I didn’t. I just won. He smiled through his tears. “You absolutely cheated.” He could almost hear her laughing. He turned another page. Today Daddy forgot his lunch again. So I took my sandwich to the hospital. All the nurses laughed because Daddy looked surprised. I think doctors forget to eat too much. I’m going to remind him every day.