Yuna Bad Thinking Diary Novels & Stories

"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."

As hesitation spread, Isla burst into mocking laughter. "You? From the National Research Bureau? Don't make me laugh. Everyone knows Bureau members never step outside without their own security detail. If you're going to lie, at least come up with a decent story." Her words shattered the fragile pause. The crowd's fear dissolved, replaced with cruelty. One by one, palms cracked against my face. Each blow came with mumbled excuses. "Forgive me. I just want to survive. Blame yourself for offending the wrong people." "You shouldn't have meddled. You're powerless and alone. Why did you have to act all righteous?"

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, Today is the day I decided to spend an entire day naked. I know it sounds crazy, but I just couldn't resist the urge. I'm going to do everything naked – watch TV, eat, clean the house, maybe even dance around a little. I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I'm excited to see where the day takes me. Wish me luck!"

"But I think. We should go inside to read this. So that no one doubts us. And I don't think your boss will have any problem with my presence." Sameer pointed his point. "Of course not. You guys come with me." The trio went inside and then walked to her desk. Sameer opened Naina's diary and started reading. Dear Diary, Today someone sent me a gift box and there was a joker in it. Then there was a letter in that box too. It was written in it, Happy Birthday Princess. Today was not my birthday. So why did he wish me? Then suddenly that joker exploded. There was a bomb in it. Not like a real one. It was just too scared me.

The room was silent except for the soft hum of the phone line. "Diane," Yuna said carefully, "I understand why that scares you. It should scare you. It scares me too. But the answer to that fear isn't handing yourself over to someone who's already lied to you about not hurting people, just in a way that doesn't leave marks." "She hasn't lied to me," Diane said. "She hasn't finished with you yet," Yuna said. "That's different." There was Silence. Sable's voice returned, calm as ever. "I think that's enough for today. Diane needs time to think, without an audience pressuring her toward the answer they prefer."

"You certainly have a good imagination. Are you suffering from paranoia?" Yvan stared at her with a frown. Yuna even explained to him kindly, "That means you always imagine that people don't like you and want to hurt you." "So, are you saying that I guessed wrong?" It wasn't a wrong guess, but Yuna wouldn't admit it. "I was just lost in thoughts. Do you have to be so suspicious of everything?" "You were just lost in thoughts?" Faced with Yvan's questions, Yuna didn't know how to respond. She took a deep breath. "I was simply lost in thoughts, and I wasn't thinking of anything else. Can we just enjoy the food, Mr. Jenkins?"

Dal tried to mansplain what he had said. "Hold up mister!" Yuna interrupted him sharply, "I get disrespected for a lot of things by ignorant idiots but this is where I day the line. DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE ME OR MY GAMING ABILITIES, EVER!" She snapped. Chill~ The bus went pin-drop silent. Her words, though normal, had shocked most of us. So Yuna had this side of her all along! I figured out this could be one of her triggers into absolute mayhem.

Yuna is currently really angry and is not acting. Yuna thinks that her brither has gone crazy and is out of her mind so that she wants to be scolded by others. After this maybe Yuna should take her older brother to a psychiatrist. to be checked, whether Malvin's brain is still in the head there has been lost. Because at this moment Malvin is really weird. "Come on... don't bother me. You take care of that your girlfriend, Malvin. I'm busy and really busy! Okay?" said Yuna who immediately turned off the phone from Malvin.

---------------- Dear Diary… Why is it that these boys just won’t listen to me? They seem to think my visions are not serious. But why would they happen if they didn’t mean something? If they weren’t going to happen? To me, that makes no sense. If they won’t listen, I will go and do something about it. But I need to try and make them listen because they are more likely to be able to help than I am. I am so clueless as to what to do to help. I need to get them to listen. Argh! My brain is frazzled right now, worrying so much for my friend. ----------------

"It's the 24th of August, and it rained today. Mom punished me today, but I don't know why. After all, Terrence was the one at fault. He was the one who messed up her make up. Why wouldn't Mom believe me?" "It's the 1st of September, and it's a sunny day. I have to study harder so that Mom and Dad will be proud of me." "It's the 30th of December, and it's been cloudy today. Why wasn't Mom happy when I got first place in class? Why did she say that I'm not worthy to be her daughter?" The more Yvette read the diary, the more upset she felt. So, she hurriedly closed it. She didn't know why Yara had sent everything back to her out of the blue. Was Yara trying to mock her? Or was she trying to ac