Little Diary 소설 & 이야기

I stared at the ceiling and tried closing my eyes but sleep evaded me. I remembered my mother's diaries. I hasitsted but I caved in and went to get them. I placed them on the bed and looked at the for a while like they were pandora's box. Curiosity got the better of me and I grabbed the first one. It was written, Maya's diary, the year 1995. I opened it and saw the first entry. It was titled " Love At First Sight". There was no going back now. Forgive me mom, I thought to myself as I began going through he love story.

Nikon: After I was done with the whole day’s work, I finally had some “me time.” Sitting in my armchair and looking outside the window, I poured myself a shot of vodka. I deserve some peace. But my choice of comfort and peace meant reading or getting information on my enemies. In my hand was a small, vintage-style, red-covered diary. It had slipped out of the bags when the maids were packing them. I opened the diary and read the first sentence: “Today was a weird day. Uncle Ron made me take an extra shift even after I had returned from transferring blood.”

The kind you’d expect from a bored, spoiled girl. But then on the fifth page of one of the older journals—I found something. Something that sent a chill down my spine. “Dear diary, Today is March, 2012. I will see him again. I’ve only seen him once before, but he’s the kind of person I know I can’t be with. I’m writing this down so maybe one day I’ll remember because I forget things so easily. Oh, I forget things so easily. But the one thing I can’t forget… are his eyes.

If it were before, I would have snatched the diary back, especially because it recorded the most humiliating and pitiful parts of my childhood. It was hard to imagine a seven-year-old girl starving for an entire week just to save up enough for a diary. But now, I didn't care at all. It felt like something from a past life. "I see." Mom shook her head. "Faye is asleep. Come inside and talk." Jeremy tiptoed in cautiously and opened up the small black notebook. In it were my diary entries.

🖱️Victor🖱️ The moment Sammy and Jane left the room with Jayden, the room felt different nAnd somehow more dangerous. I reached inside my coat and pulled out the diary. My mother’s diary. The one that only answers when it wants to. The one that showed me fragments of what was coming before I even understood them. My fingers tightened around it before I opened it. The pages that had been blank before now shimmered faintly. Then slowly, like ink bleeding through water, words began to appear.

A picture of her and me together, cocktails in hand, we looked happy. This one was a keeper. As I went through the box, a leather notebook caught my attention. I picked it up carefully. The cover was worn from use. Opening the first page, my breath caught. I knew exactly what this was. Lila’s secret diary.

------------------------- Landon leaned onto the doorway of his room and a reverie of him dumping Alice on the master bedroom at the beach house crossed through his mind. He vehemently shook the thought off his head and took off his shirt. Just a rake through his closet something fell and when he crouched low it was a diary—A blue diary that looked so familiar. It was Alice's. Maybe she forgot it when packing,he thought and after a moment of contemplating he opened it and read the first page; --------- 08/05/2021 --------- 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢,

The sides of the pages of the diary crumble in my hands and are reduced to ashes. The sun has come out and I start to sweat. I look at the diary. It has nothing written on the cover, except the year—2010—which is faded. There is no auto in sight. I sit on the pavement and flip through the contents. It is nearly full. The handwriting is not the best, but it is neat and deliberate. The first few pages are damaged beyond recognition. The top-right corners of the pages keep crumbling into charcoal.

It was the diary in which I used to write everything! I held it in my hands and settled myself on the bed. I peered it open to see a blinding light flashing through it. “What?” I fluttered my eyes shut. After a minute, I opened them to see the diary in its normal state. The page I had opened was the beginning one. It had an entry already written with….today’s date. I commenced reading it. ^Dear Diary, Today I am leaving my home and going to my college. I am way too excited! But then at the same time, I will miss mom.

and I can't help myself. **** We read through his diary or whatever he called it. And learnt some shocking details. Russell was sick and the entries that he had written down were all about me and those killed. Where he made it seem as if we were dating, and part take in some very detailed activities. He went as far as making it out as if I was the one that was crazy and stalking him. "We should get rid of these." Felix said. "Wait." I took the book from him and read something that caught my eye, then laughed.