Sad Kitten Diary Novels & Stories

UNKNOWN POV DEAR DIARY, She grows beautiful each and every passing day. It was just yesterday she was a child, and now she has tits and curves in all the right places. I stare at her through this broken mirror, I see her every step, her every move… I feel pain when she’s happy, and I relish in the joy her sadness brings me. She is mine, Diary. Mineee! Oh, it won’t be long now…

“Can sense your sadness. What is it?” “I used to have a cat; you know. A black cat who was a soul eater. His name was blue… um, Queen Zoraida ordered it to be killed and it sounds crazy but that day broke me.” My mouth tightened as I frowned at the thought of Mr. Blue. [Flashback] “Come back…” I had trailed those words in tears. “Please come back. I have no one to talk to. They all curse and hate me.” “Please come back.”

Second page had another small nore ," Hey dear diary , you know what I am really lazy but i still wanted to wrie down some important things and moments i wanna remeber so i am not gonna talk to you daily . I will talk to you only when i have beans to spill . Otherwise my life is boring you won't be interested at all ,Don't mind . Cynthia smiled reading the note she suspected whoever this Natasha is she is really kinda funny . Cynthia then turned to page 3 , there was still no daily update it was another small note actually kinda big . "Okay I was just about to pack you up , but then I thought I should introduce you to myself . My name is Natasha warraich . I know you saw it on the first pag

Damon's pov Friday 30th July 2021 ***************************** Tonight I'm trying something new with Mason, I'm going to be using crocodile clips. They're small and metal and have points like a little crocodile. I'll be using regular pegs first then I'll use the metal ones to make him scream. He agreed to it and said he wants to try them so he's in the subs room now as I sit at my armchair and wait for him. Mason has made a new friend, he's called Vincent and he appeared to already be friends with Cole. I think he's Damian's submissive although when I first saw him I assumed he was a dominant. Never judge a book by it's cover I suppose.

Playlist~ Taylor Swift - Sad beautiful Tragic *The Woods* Cop Alice got to the mini park close to Anna's apartment and her eyes scans around the grasses for blood stains. "There's no blood footprints around here, how did he even erased something like that?" she sighs frustratingly and continued her search. She walk cautiously glancing around her surroundings. Her search led her to the woods close to the park and this got her to stop on her track.

I loved how jovial both my parents were with me. Oh right! She asked a question and I didn’t want to tell her it was Cayden. Not yet. “Uh…” I trailed off. “Diary!” I trailed back. “My Diary fell into the toilet and I… I cried. I cried so much. But when I lifted the note out of the toilet, it wasn’t my diary that had fallen, it was Kayla’s.” “What’s mine?” That was Kayla’s voice. Busted. Wait… Not busted. I was angry at her and didn’t need to reply!

He wanted peace and only one person was his solace. His late Rain. He opened the window to let the fresh breeze to come in to intensify Rain's intoxicating scent. Suddenly he heard a rustling noise. He turned towards towards the source of the noise. To see on the night stand a diary was kept and below it their was a paper. He picked up the the diary. It was old. Above it there was a sticky note. Dear Damien If you feel lonely then read my mother's diary she wrote for me in her days of cancer whenever her body allowed.

Then with his spiderman shirt, he comes running to me with an apologetic smile. This is the reason why I can’t trust my triplets with puppies. Callum would probably tire the puppy to its death. Nikolai would probably drop the puppy to see if it could fly. And Sadie, oh my sweet Sadie would never leave my side if we adopted a puppy. She’s scared of animals, spiders being on top of the list. “Mommy?”

The dog appeared at the brink of death as it lay there in a coma, breathing weakly. Rex sat paralyzed to one side as if he had lost the whole world. Hilda, too, couldn't accept it. How can a healthy dog turn out this way? The atmosphere was gloomy all the way to Africa. Rex kept staring at Kater without eating nor drinking. Nathan had to persuade him for a long time before he would drink some milk. Hilda glanced at Kater and Rex, then took out her phone and checked the news about Taadi City. Taadi City was in turmoil. Diana, an A list celebrity, had died under suspicious circumstances, while Salem came out to place all the blame on Connie.

“Look what I dug up our teen diaries from that first summer here!” Betty’s eyes widened as I pulled out two worn notebooks. “Oh god, no. Don’t read those. I was such an angsty mess.” “Too late,” I teased, flipping one open. “‘Dear Diary, Daisy is so confident with her camera. Wish I could be like her. She makes this stepsister thing feel… nice. Safe. Maybe too safe?’ Hmm, interesting.” Betty snatched it, laughing embarrassedly. “Give that back! Yours probably says I was a boring bookworm who followed you around like a puppy.”