The Absolutely True Diary Of A Part-time Indian Novels & Stories

Saturday morning, I woke up and jumped out of bed. I am so excited about this Pow Wow. I love them so much! Aidinth has never been to one, so he has no idea what to expect. I am super excited, so as soon as I’m done in the shower, I get dressed and walk downstairs. I decide that I want to make Indian frybread, after I finish making breakfast, to set the mood for the Pow Wow.

"No. We should apologize instead." We held each other and broke down in tears. Leonard was still in a critical stage. Meanwhile, the content of his diary was published on the Internet. The diary recorded every moment we had spent together. I sat on the bench outside the ICU, and my phone kept vibrating. "Liv, have you seen the news? Leonard's diary has gone viral on the Internet!" "Oh my God! You guys had such great memories together!" "He loves you so much…" I tapped on my phone. The topic at the top of the trending list read, "high school memories of Leonard Burton."

she said rushing into the building. Abey went into the Counselors office, Betty the receptionist walked over, “did you bring in your paperwork?” she kind of whispered behind Abey's back. “Yeah, sorry my parents must have forgotten to send this in before school started.” she blushed under the papers. Betty grabbed the papers and walked back to her desk to grab her oversized glasses. She glanced down at the paperwork, “one sec,” she said thumbing through the paper. “It says here that you're Native American, but on this one it says white. Well? Which is it?” she said with a scowling look on her face.

She dragged out in hopes her friend of twenty-two years would get the slightest clue the slower she spoke. "Oh, no, I forgot, sorry," Cherokee apologized as she rested her head on Lucky's shoulder as they continued back into the reservation where they lived. "We still have time, come on!" She pulled her down the dirt-covered road to the third trailer on the right. The Rez as it was commonly called by those who lived there, those who are registered Native Americans to be exact. "This one!" Lucky squealed as she slipped on her white high heels to go with her light pink strapless dress which accented her beautiful honey-toned skin at least that's what she always said.

I quickly freshened up, put on my favorite yellow sleepwear and ate some food. Today’s exhaustion felt different. That’s how all work days feel. I walked slowly towards the windows and closed them in case the rain poured in. I arranged mum and dad’s room just in case they were too tired to do it. I walked into my room and finally began organizing my bookshelf. I found an old picture of myself. Seventh grade, at a competition. Jules was in the crowd and someone else caught my eye. Brown hair, blue eyes, was that… Adrien?

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"Caitlyn, please say something. Don't shut me out like this, okay?" I stared blankly at the ceiling, remembering the first time I met Levi. I was a new intern at the company when, during lunch break, I accidentally witnessed Gina confessing her feelings to Levi in the stairwell. She stood on her tiptoes beside him with flushed cheeks. Surprisingly, Levi rejected her. I never understood why, given how close they were. Unfortunately, I had overheard everything, and Gina developed a strong hatred toward me after that. During my internship, she constantly created problems for me and declared she would make my life so difficult that I would quit. Then, unexpectedly, she was diagnosed with a termi

He insisted I crouch by the door to listen to their voices. "On October 6th was Xavier's birthday. I summoned the courage to tell him the truth, but he said he would only listen if I finished all the cream on the cake on the table. He knew I was allergic to cream and couldn't eat any." ... The notebook contained records of events from nearly four years. With every page I read, my body temperature dropped, and countless images flashed through my mind, like someone stabbing me with a knife, causing excruciating pain. It was him, the man I dreamed about, Xavier Quinn.

I requested giving a side eye towards Dad "Honey I'm so sorry we hid such an important part of your life from you but i promise I'll tell you everything after dinner" Mum assured. "Okay let's get straight to it then" Mum said once she sat on the couch after we've finished up with the dishes "Twenty years ago we moved down to Seattle from Australia after our wedding, few months after we found out we couldn't have a baby after few trials, we then seek the help of medical experts who said the best option we have was adoption which we opt for right away"

The Party Dakoda asked if I was enjoying myself. And yes, I am. I’m dancing with a hot guy right now. I mean, come on, he is the quarterback of the football team. Guys like Chad don’t normally look twice at girls like me. I’m a quietly shy girl. Unlike my twin sister, who is the life of the party. We may look just alike, but in ways she is so much prettier than I am. She carries herself differently than I could ever... with so much more confident than I have. But somehow Chad likes me. He’s so handsome and sweet. Most of the football players are such jerks to me because I’m so quiet and standoffish. I look over at my sister grinding on her long-time boyfriend Jax and smile at her.”