Novel & Cerita Matilda Diaries

Ruby shot back. Enough. His tone turned cold. Get something else for your grandmother. Do you think she's more important than Matilda Knight? I'm done arguing about this. As Matilda heard her own name, she went stiff. Matilda whispered, why are these uncouth strangers talking about me? Stunned, she reached for Ruby's hand in fear

Vicidior, an 18-year-old high school student, was known for her striking beauty. With her captivating eyes, full lips, and curves that begged to be explored, she turned heads wherever she went. But Vicidior was also known for her intelligence and fierce independence, traits she inherited from her mother, Kenzy.

Matilda was suffering from the two large suitcases. “Hey, let me help you,” Maya offered. “Oh, that’s alright. I can manage,” Matilda assured. Maya shook her head. “No, you can’t, and everyone is still busy. They can’t help,” She would instead work or do something helpful than awkwardly stood up waiting for instructions. Aside from that, she was not allowed to hide as Sicilia’s assistant. “Thank you,” Matilda gratefully smiled. Matilda was Fifty-something. However, she looked a lot older than she actually was. She is not only the housekeeper but also a somewhat friend for Sicilia. She has been with her for over twenty years.

Seeing her try so hard to convince me made me even sadder, like she didn’t want me to know something. “I will wait for them here,” I said. Matilda thought for a second, then her eyes brightened like she had an idea. “Do you know why I have curly red hair?” I blinked. “Because… you were born with it?” She shook her head dramatically. “Nooo! It’s because when I was a little girl, a magical wind from the Scottish highlands blew through my window one night and kissed my hair. It turned it red and curly so it would always remember the magic. That’s why it bounces when I walk.”

I shouted and ran to her on the floor I tapped her body but she wasn't responding. “You have to get here now. Emily has fainted.” I said to Bella and then called Mabel next. “What happened?” I asked the people around but they were all quiet. “We just heard a bang sound and rushed in. It must be Matilda because her and her crew rushed out.” “Who the hell is Matilda?” “She is quiet popular in College. How come you don’t know her? Her father owns part of the university.” Another one said with a laugh.

Saturday, 1st March 2014 6: 00PM. Dear Jennifer, Today was the day I felt like I was just entering a new world of things. When I opened Tiger’s notebook in the morning after having breakfast, I came across an order of writing I have never seen in my life. The title and subtitles of each page were written in meaningful English words, but the content consisted of a crazy jostle of the English alphabet and figures and another foreign alphabet I could not quite apprehend.

Sighing in relief and gratitude, I made my way to greet the mother figure in this house of madness and marched almost immediately towards my room, my fingers crossed that I wouldn't be bothered any further. But life hadn't ever been fair to me, "Don't forget to come back down for diary night ooo, we were all waiting for you," Madam Peju called after me, I paused to give a curt nod to acknowledge her order before disappearing up the stairs to freshen up. I took my time freshening up even though I knew over twenty girls were waiting for my presence before commencing a Friday tradition that I didn't give a fuck about. It wasn't my fault that they were trying to bring out the good in me, the goo

”How could I explain myself?” Jacob replied, “No matter how much I tried to explain the situation, it was a fact that something had happened between Elaine and myself. Matilda is obsessed with cleanliness. She wanted her life to be clean, and she also wanted her relationship to be clean and pure. She knew that Elaine was the one who got me drunk and planned for everything to turn out like this. However, Matilda felt as though she could no longer accept someone like me. Therefore, she broke up with me without any hesitation at all and she went to the United States.”

For the most of the day, she was alone at the back seat, occasionally catching guys in the class stealing glances at her. After school, Matilda wandered into the library, her steps tentative as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings. Shelves of books lined the walls, casting long shadows in the quiet room. She loved the smell of old paper and ink, the way the library felt like a secret world hidden away from the chaos of the school hallways.

he gently explains and moves out as soon as he utters the last words. Matilda was excited to sleep in the palace, specifically, that of the Caelum Kingdom like every other person will be but her only worry was her parents. The night is young when Matilda decides to walk around the palace. she walks through the corridors, and stairs and explores until she arrives where a young girl sleeps. The young girl turns on the bed suffering like a rolling dog. She's sweating, groaning. A moment later, she screams and starts crying in her sleep. This terrifies Matilda to the extent that she stayed glued on the spot, shivering.