Sad Kitten Diary Novels & Stories

I turned the first page and started reading it: "Dear diary, Hi... This is me Ivana. Ivana Williams, sixteen now. I bought you with the money I earned from the first ever salary I got in my life from tutions. You're not only a diary, but also now my friend after Miya. Miya is really very good friend of mine and she loves me a lot. You know what dear diary, she's been the pillar of my life now. I don't know how would I've survived here in the orphanage if she wasn't there for me. She knows me well, my past and my sorrows. I know she'll listen to me every night, every single moment to me if I ask her. But I don't want to disturb her. She's already done enough for me. So that is why I'm sharing

A mixture of gratitude and embarrassment settled within her as he gently wiped away her tears, creating a unique connection between two souls traversing through the unexpected twists of fate. The hazel eyes that had witnessed much silently communicated a profound understanding, leaving Hiya to contemplate the depth of compassion that had unexpectedly entered her life. She lowered her gaze, and he continued, "I am sorry... I know I shouldn't have done this, but you were crying nonstop for a long time, and I couldn't resist.” --------------------

Kate’s Pov I sat in the corner booth of the quiet cafe, nursing a lukewarm latte that's gone mostly untouched. My mind kept replaying the scene from last night like a broken reel and I can't shut off. Is the fact that Jim— my Jim was pounding into that woman on our bed while his hands gripping her hips so hard that I swear I could see the bruises forming even from the hallway. “Take it all, you greedy bitch,” he had snarled.

I swallowed, and my fingers quickly typed a message to the seller. "Hello. I think there's a problem. The companion I got… he doesn't react to anything. He doesn't eat, doesn't drink, barely moves. His temperature seems strange, but his skin feels almost cold. I'm worried he might be broken. Please tell me what to do." I paused before hitting send, looking at his red eyes that were fixed on me as I typed. Then, I finally sent it.

(And do they have trash cans here? Sadie steps out of the room wearing an oversized pink tee with the statement “cute but psycho” glitched across her chest and grey jogging pants. She runs straight to the drawer while putting her mask in her back pocket. She's sits down with her legs crossed in front of it, and runs her fingers through its contents. I decide to bring my ask down to my chin, feeling more of the fresh Earthy breeze pass through my nose sit on the bed without asking. Somehow, Sadie did not notice and instead chose specific notebooks, pens, papers, and small boxes then drop them inside another backpack, which has a doodle design. She stands up and walks over to the bookshelf to

she rambled on and on and got no response from Davina, then she stopped "I know this must be weird for you, I'd feel weird if I lost my memory too. But Alexis, it's me Sadie Anvil. We've been friends since childhood. We were both partners in crime and in everything. We loved troubling people and we both triggered our wolf curse the same year because we couldn't bear to see just one of us in pain"

Sassy fell to the ground as the boy released her arm. She got up immediately and walked towards Murphy, but he pushed her and ran away with her diary still in his hands. Sassy held her chest in pain, and let the tears flow out freely. Soon, her pain turned to anger and she couldn't hold it anymore, she opened her eyes and they were bright yellow...

With that I went to the washroom, closing the door and covering my mouth so that he didn't hear me cry . I leaned on the door and cried with a broken heart . I realised that no matter what I will always end up alone and heart broken maybe God didn't write love in my fate . Saad p.o.v I saw her going inside the washroom while the tears slipped from his eyes . Flash back . I said as I flipped the page of her diary.

It was too quiet, eerily quiet. Dolores decided to walk forward, after wandering for a while, she finally saw...a book. As soon as Dolores got close to the unusual book in the middle of the white room, she was sucked in. As if watching a document, Dolores felt her eyes going through a novel called, "Saving my moonlight in the haunted mansion". Sadie Laurent was going through her late grandfather's stuff when she found an old key. Sadie being a curious cat spirit, kept pestering her parents to know where this place was, but her parents kept avoiding answering. At last, Sadie pestered the old granny of her house.

No reply from him. There I was, foolishly thinking he would be at the airport to pick me up, worried sick like the boyfriend next to me, his eyes red from crying for his girl. However, as I sat there, my heart, which had been racing with terror as we fell from the sky, finally began to settle. I typed out the message with a heavy heart. [I think we should get a divorce.] Within a minute, my phone buzzed. It was Lucas. "What's gotten into you, Harriet? Why are you freaking out now?" he snapped.