Little Diary Novels & Stories

"Maybe this diary holds the key to uncovering more about my past." Sonia sat alone in her room, engrossed in the contents of Frank's diary and records spread out in front of her. With meticulous care, she arranged them in chronological order based on the dates inscribed on each page. Deeply curious, she decided to begin with the entry that coincided with her own birth year.

Why can't I remember anything? I put my index fingers on both sides of my head and slightly massage the corners of my head. What a horrible dream. I think to myself. I get out of bed, brush my teeth and grab my phone before heading downstairs. I start texting Kali. Me : I had a terrible dream last night. There was a girl who looked exactly like me except her eyes were completely black. Kali : You have an evil alter ego? Me : Very funny. Kali : I'll pick you up at 1p.m and you can tell me all about it.

I walk to the door to check if it's locked. After checking it twice, I move to the window and lock it before losing the curtains. I look around to see if everything is set. And yes, we are good to read! I run to the cupboard and take the diary out. This diary smells like old times. I brush it a few times while walking to my bed. I lay in the most comfortable reading position I can find before opening the diary. 'Rily Dencer.' I turn the page and see a picture of a young girl. The picture has become yellow because of time maybe but still can't hide the beautiful lady beneath it.

Checking through the books, I noticed a black diary which lay under the books and it got me curious. I don't know why, but having to read Mac's diary became an urge that I could not resist. I picked up the book and flipped its pages open. All the stuff he wrote bored the hell out of me and I was about to give up on the diary when I saw a recent write-up and it had my name written on it. Dear Diary It's been a long time since I last saw you. I guess life issues could make one forget a friend. Anyway, lots have happened over the past few months. I have hit my ninety-nine mark on the register of girls I will fuck before leaving school.

He didn't know what is a diary. "Diary is a book in which a person keeps his or her daily record of events and experiences," Suzy answered Tubby. Erella looked at her tiny friend with awe. She didn't expect that Suzy has a lot of knowledge in her. No wonder she was always the one who was sensible between the three of them. "So it was your father's life in that book?" Eddy asked. She nodded her head. "I want to listen. I want to listen."Tubby said with excitement.

I see he is on his way to Johannesburg tomorrow morning. The diary is held open at the top with a paper clip and a smaller piece of paper. The word that first catches my attention on the piece of paper is Password. My heart skips a beat. "That's what people do," I still hear Gregory say. "They are naturally lazy when it comes to things like remembering passwords, so they write them in their diaries, or they put them in a desk drawer. Some write them on a calendar where they can find them easily." Password... But before I can lower it properly, Dale is behind me.

I took out a hair pin from my hair and picked the lock. “ What am I learning from these kids?” I sighed. Let's just say I picked it up from the twins, who knew it would come in handy? Opening the box, the diary was the first thing I spotted. I took it out and went through it which took longer than I thought and I was beginning to get bored as I wasn't seeing anything related to this. “ Hmmm, what's this?” I went back to the page I had flipped past. It was titled MY GREATEST REGRET and something about the title drew me in.

With trembling hands, I approached it, my fingers brushing against the rough wood. With a creak, I lifted the lid, revealing a treasure trove of forgotten memories. Among the yellowed pages and faded photographs, my gaze landed on a leather-bound diary. It was weathered with time, its once vibrant cover now worn and aged. I knew instinctively that this diary held the answers we had been searching for.

Dear Diary, “What a day. Honestly, I don’t even know where to start. First, I got kidnapped, i don’t even know what to say about that , i am still in shock . Then, Rue came for me like some movie hero. And now… he almost saw you. He almost saw EVERYTHING I’ve written about him. God, if he had, I’d be six feet under right now from embarrassment and it’s crazy how i am worried about that instead of my main secret , i am stupidly in love that i forget about it sometimes . .

Dear Diary; What a ridiculous thing to do! I have never kept a diary in my entire life. Why now? I will tell you why… I have too much to say and no one to say it to… so here it goes. My name is Zinnia, full name… that I will keep to myself. Thank you very much! I am still in bed, whilst writing in this stupid diary, I am worried about the day ahead. Dawn has not broken yet, and I wish it would never break.