Teenagers Diary Novels & Stories

That would be one of the worst things to do… --------------- Dear Diary…. This is getting out of hand, I think. I need to stop this now. I am pretty certain I am crushing on him. Nooooo! Maybe it’s because he’s older and he’s paying me attention. Like crushing on a friend's older brother sort of thing. That’s all, I’m sure. But I feel drawn to him. It is driving me insane! Though he doesn’t help with how he acts. He should know better. He is older. Well, not much. I think he is 20, 21? 22 at a push. So maybe a few years older than me. So he isn’t massively older, but I’ll still blame him and say he should know better. I am almost 17. I am meant to be all heart-eyed over guys, right? So total

Dear Diary Long time no see My greeting for you that I copied from someone who always greets anyone he knows, whether it's someone he loves or just a friend... Long time no see The first sentence he uttered with a smile that made my heart beat uncontrollably... The sentence that made me understand what admiration is, since I was 13 years old... And when was that? Ten years ago? I never thought that the owner of that sentence could be seen by me again now, after five years of not meeting...

A peaceful life in which my every dreams are achieved. Not this crappy life. I weep. I walk over and lean on a prisoners bed in the ajar room. I face cry and pour my every tears on it. I need release it. I need let it all out. Every hurt and pain. I need release it and lighten my heart's burden The rooms door finally click open. I leap off my bed and turn towards it. A young brunette probably my age steps in. She's extremely pretty. Perfect pointed nose and cute pink lips.

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;

I was in disbelief that Henry could actually have a thing for literature. Checking through the books, I noticed a black diary which laid under the books and it got me curious. I don't know why, but having to read Henry's diary became an urge that I could not resist. I picked up the book and flipped it's pages opened. All the stuff he wrote bored the hell out of me and I was about giving up on the diary when I saw a recent write up and it had my name written. Dear Diary It's been long since I last opened you. I guess life issues could actually make one forget a friend. Anyways, lots have happened over the past few months. I have hit my ninety nine mark on the register of girls I will fuck bef

She was duped once more about her devotion to the royal family. On the short break for the taping session, Terrence sat on the bench and picked his ballpen and notebook from his bag. He began to write sentences on the thing he was holding with dates and titles. It was his personal diary. He named it "Diary of a Billionaire's Son", since he was the heir to a billionaire's property. All events were put in there. His achievements, tragedies, and realities in life, including bad instances. No one ever read it, because it was his exclusive memorabilia written by himself as his daily routine.

Samajh nahi aata main bura hu Ya meri kismat. (My own family made me So lonely, I don't get if I am bad Or my fate is) I will not say anything now as I don't want my diary to be bored because of my talks. So I will meet you later now. Bye. Dear diary. As I read the first paper of diary. I felt like someone just stabbed me on my heart. Miserable life?? Why?? Why you are so mysterious ahad??? And who left??

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

Four years ago, I’d thought it made me look cool. God… I was so stupid. I tossed it onto the bed and reached into the box again. This time, my fingers closed around something smooth. A book. I wiped the dust off the cover with my palm—and froze. It wasn’t just any book. It was my diary from high school. I always waited each year for summer to write down what had taken place over the previous months. Slowly, I opened it to a random page and read. Dearest Diary, On February 24th, 2020, Liam Kayne finally asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes.

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