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Shayla understood her and didn’t say any words. When Bria was gathering all her belongings inside her drawer, a not familiar book caught her attention. It was in the corner of her drawer and it has a purple and pink cover. She got curious about what’s inside, so she flipped the book and realized it was a diary. And it belongs to her mom. “Journey with my little Gummy bear, Sabria Verone.” was written on the cover. At that moment, she felt the presence of her mom. She turned the page led her to the very first day her mom wrote on the dairy.

I opened the cover revealing the thin gray lines running down the first page and grabbed a pen from the cup on the left hand side of the desk. Dear Diary, I don't even know where to start considering that this will be my first time "reflecting" on what my mother would call "sinful mistakes". I don't know what the opinion of a girly ass pink diary would be on the topic but prepare yourself for the story of a lifetime. I don't want to leave out the back story and I've gotta start somewhere right, so why not at the beginning?

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Sam made a mental note to give it to Diana the first thing in the morning. Sam didn't want to be nosy but he was curious at what she had written. He promised himself that he wouldn't look to further. He just went and found a candle and a matchbox in his shelf , he then locked the room's door and sat on the chair. He lit the candle and opened Diana's diary. Nothing was written on it. Sam took the diary and shoved it near the fire. The diary didn't catch fire. Sam again opened the diary and everything was visible. Proud of his work, Sam started reading.

I reach out and grab the journal, trying to steady my trembling hands as I read the words written on the yellowed pages. "The Diary of Cassian Devin." My fingers trace the words, feeling the weight of the revelation sink in. Cassian Devin? That's a journal written by The First Vampire who looks the same as me!? I lift the journal from the desk as my eyes scan the elegant handwriting that fills the lines of the current page the journal was open to. Dear Diary, Today is the 10th day since Eleanor had left me behind. I still can't find our baby Danielle. All, I could find were ashes near my Eleanor's bloody body which once used to be warm and vibrant.

Where can I find that? I took a diary and read what was written in it. I just wanted to know and for sure that the diary I'm holding now was mine. June 6, 201* Dear Diary; Today is our first day of school and I'm excited to meet and see Bug's male friend. He told me that he was kind and handsome. What does he look like? But I hope he will be my friend too. Love, Vienna June 7, 201* Dear Diary;

He stops bugging me for a few seconds when I feel a piece of paper appear in my hands. We're not supposed to use magic during our human courses. Is he crazy?? I smoothen open the crumpled piece of paper curious to see what's it in. "You're beautiful and you're distracting me Layla.." I smile at the note and hide it carefully so the teacher doesn't see me being distracted. The door opens up and the principal walks in with a boy I've never seen before.

Fay had been so closed off and guarded since we met, and I couldn't help but wonder what secrets she was hiding within these pages. I glanced towards the bathroom door, making sure she was still occupied before opening the diary. The first page was filled with delicate handwriting detailing her thoughts and emotions about recent events. As I flipped through the pages, I felt like I was getting a glimpse into Fay's innermost thoughts and feelings. Olivia used to write in her diary just like Fay. As I stared down at the first page, something looked familiar to me about the writing. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the photo of Olivia, who I always carried with me, turning it over. I loo

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…

I smiled faintly. Oops. I tapped my pen lightly against my notebook, pretending to read the lines in front of me. But my mind? Still wandering. Imagining him standing closer. Imagining what would happen if that calm expression cracked even a little as my cunt kept dripping. “Gosh, how can a man be so hot and yet stubborn… just take me already, professor.” “Try focusing on the actual text,” Jeff said again. “Right,” I murmured. I flipped the page of my notebook, leaning down to grab my textbook from the door beside my chair.