Sad Kitten Diary Novels & Stories

The heiresses started rummaging through the room for something. Finally, Anya found a diary in a locked drawer. "I found it!" The heiresses flipped the pages open right away. The records were inside, just as the nurse had said. The transfusion records weren't the only things written in it as Evan had written down his thoughts and feelings as well. Anger and disappointment oozed between the lines. The entries stabbed the heiresses' hearts, but something caught their curiosity. There were missing pages in the diary. To be exact, someone had ripped out most of the entries. There were fewer than 10 pages left.

Then Deacon volunteered to go up the stairs to wake up Sadie, and we all looked at him with a worried look. “Are you sure you want to be the one to wake up the bear,” Jessie was the one to pipe up. We called Sadie the bear, because when she fell asleep it was like she would go into hibernation. It was better to just let her sleep if you found her that way. Deacon shrugged his shoulders and ran up the stairs to her room, then pushed the door open. We heard a small yelp but couldn’t tell who it belonged to. The rest of us exchanged worried glances as Deacon was carrying Sadie down the stairs on his back.

But that very move alone was what prompted yet another discovery. A more sudden and nerve racking discovery that paused me on my feet. My eyes zeroing in on it. Hidden in all the mess… a notepad. A red notepad, strangely familiar the longer I spent staring at it. “What’s this?” I reached for it, eyebrows furrowed. Feeling the smooth surface before flipping it open. And what I saw… it just stopped my heart for a minute. Breath hanging as i read the words; “Day 2; I met a sad boy, dear diary. A sad boy who doesn’t cry.”

my head is still filled with this insane images and I didn't need some boy problems now the locker room was empty when I got there, perfect just what I needed , silence. I sat down slowly, my hands trembling slightly as I opened my bag. the diary was still there, staring at the cover, the bright colors, the stickers filled it front and back, the pink, purple, blue, white, red, all the fucking colors you can think of, it was her, literally and metaphorically her, it was supposed to be filled with adventures and names of friends but instead it corrupted with one persons name, it's so sickening how someone turned something so bright to something so dark, my hands tightens around the book , tear

SADIE ••• Sadie couldn’t help but feel the nerves climb up her spine as she had become so daring as to send a link and a picture of her bare pussy filled with a vibrator to the group. For a moment, she couldn’t breathe, staring at the screen of her phone as silence took over. Just as she saw all of them had seen it, But she was more surprised that it was silent. Her heart lodged in her throat that none of her daddies had responded.

and I can't help myself. **** We read through his diary or whatever he called it. And learnt some shocking details. Russell was sick and the entries that he had written down were all about me and those killed. Where he made it seem as if we were dating, and part take in some very detailed activities. He went as far as making it out as if I was the one that was crazy and stalking him. "We should get rid of these." Felix said. "Wait." I took the book from him and read something that caught my eye, then laughed.

XIENNE Dear Diary, Now I already have a plan on how will I kill Ace. Though my plan would be so hard to make it happen successfully I know it would be all worth it. I trust myself. I will seduce him and get his trust and attention then I will do my dirty little plan. Thinking of it gives me a huge excitement. Surely, killing him will give to me great satisfaction. But for now, I need to do my first step. It is befriending them all to earn their trust in me. I will play good and kind just like I was before. A good girl. I don’t care if they will abuse my kindness again, the most important thing is making them all stupid and then killing them all. No one dared to be good at me from them, and t

The tree and the lake had provided her with the perfect sanctuary, allowing her to pour her soul onto the pages of her diary. As she stood up and turned to leave, Senthaiz cast one last glance at the tree and the lake. They stood as witnesses to her thoughts and emotions, a testament to the power of nature's embrace and the catharsis of self-expression. With her diary held close to her heart, she walked away, carrying the serenity and inspiration of that special place within her. As Senthaiz gathered her belongings and prepared to leave the peaceful spot beneath the tree, her loyal companion Poppy trotted over with an excited wag of her tail. The fluffy brown and white dog bounded towards Se

I hold Piper tightly, trying to comfort her, but over her trembling body, my eyes catch on Sadie. She’s pulled back against the sofa, pale and silent, tears shining in her eyes but refusing to fall. She looks as though she’s standing on the edge of a cliff, staring down into something vast and terrifying.

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.