Novel & Cerita Teenagers Diary

I think I need to buy more because what is happening is so exciting for me. In just one day, I use two pages just to tell what happened in my day and how I narrate about what happened when I killed one of my classmates. My diary is literally my friend. He knows a lot about me rathe than a person who doesn’t know even a single fact about me. Even my family does not know the real me. Dear Diary,

She had to leave now. "What the heck? Have you juniors lost it?!" The voice belonged to Ada, she sounded pissed off. "What happened, babes?" Janet called out from behind her, when she turned, Janet's eyes almost bulged out of her sockets. "Wawu!" Was all she could say. "See the nonsense I found in this girls bag!" It wasn't skittles or a handcuffs or anything. No, no. If it was, it would have been better. This worldwide ultimate mumu put a dildo in her bag and brought it to school! Wonders shall never end.

If she was Korean, I might still have the chance but hello! Mabuti na lang Senior didn’t wrote her diary on Japanese, she gives me the vibe of being an otaku dahil she have the same title and name of a famous romance anime! I could help but silently face palm my forehead. Senior, what were you thinking… I could help but lampooned. I took a breath and started reading the diary. It was a total of three pages.

Dear Diary, I'm so sorry I didn't have time to write yesterday but trust me the wait was worth it. I didn't even get back to my dorm room until 4am and at that point I was in no state to write an entry. Honestly I still don't know exactly how to even begin to explain the rollercoaster that was the past two days. I mean last time I wrote everything was so much simpler than it is now. I mean I literally feel like a different person right now after kissing three different girls and yet I feel more scared than ever to come out. I'm sorry I'm getting a head of myself, let's start with yesterday before I spoil the whole story.

“Well, ever since I was little, I already discovered my love for writing. The thing that influenced me the most was my diary that I hid under my bed. I would write things that happened to me all throughout the day and make a story out of it in my mind. My imagination during my teenage years was remarkable so most of the things I write today was a part of my teenage creativities or ideas.” “So, what do you normally write on your diary?” She suddenly asked that made me feel flustered. “If you don’t mind me asking.” “Uhm… normal stuff.” I feebly answered. A sly smile slowly formed on her lips. “It’s about your crush, isn’t it?” I timidly look away and heard her laugh. The crowd joined and tease

Whitmore stands gaping at my diary. "Oh, wow! I didn't know you were a fan of Miss.OG, Ms. Sanders." He said turning the pages and reading my oh-so-difficulty collected handiwork. I sighed in relief. Good, the jerk hasn't figured it out yet. So I decided to play along. "Yes Sir. I'm a really big fan of hers. Well, you know hormonal teenagers, exam and college stress and all that..." I trailed off, laughing nervously. He frowned, thinking. And I took the opportunity to grab a hold of my diary and make a run for it. I snatched the diary from his hands and turned tail.

But the notification preview was visible before I could turn the screen over and the name on it made my stomach drop straight through the floor. It was the academy's official student forum account. And beneath it, already with forty-seven reactions in the thirty seconds it had been live, was the first page of my diary. Posted for the entire academy to read. I couldn't move. It read, 'I am sure everyone has heard of this popular diary. The real person behind these unhinged confessions is none other than Cassie Hale.'

Dear Diary, Hi. It's Gabriella. This is the first time I've kept a diary so excuse me if this turns out awkward. I decided to write because something weird happened to me last week - until now actually - and I badly needed someone to confide in since I don't have any friends.

The teenage boy then opened a new page, took a deep breath, and began to write enthusiastically. "Dear diary, today was one of my best days. I spent time with Stefany, the girl who is always on my mind. She is so kind, warm, and cheerful. Even Grandpa and Grandma were very happy to meet her," Daniel wrote, smiling as he imagined Stefany's shy face as she was warmly welcomed by his family. After writing a few lines about that beautiful afternoon, Daniel added a small drawing of Stefany with a pencil. He really couldn't wait for the next morning to meet Stefany again at school.

Then I sit on the floor with the diary in my lap. I open it. (DIARY) Dear Diary, Sorry it’s been over two years since I wrote to you. I stopped because nothing interesting was happening. But today is different. I turned 18 this morning. Everyone keeps saying 18 is the year your whole life changes. I don’t know if that’s true but I hope so. I want a mate. I want a future. I want someone who looks at me the way people look at their mates in cinemas. I flip through more pages; most of the things I saw were small things, Normal things, talking about training, about her mother, about the pack.